An attendant immediately stepped forward. "This is our master's beloved dog. We'll take an order of crispy duck. Add it to our previous tab."
The waiter hastily agreed and went to fetch the crispy duck.
Only when the crispy duck was placed before the Crown Prince did his expression soften. He lifted the puppy and dangled it before his eyes.
"It doesn't look like much. Have I been starving you?"
His every word dripped with sarcasm for the crispy duck.
'I wish I could just smack him with my paws,' Shen Lang fumed. 'Figures a cur like him can't say a single decent thing.'
She struggled, kicking her short little legs. The Crown Prince, momentarily distracted, actually let her break free. She leaped onto the table, her big, watery eyes staring longingly at the crispy duck before she glanced up at him.
The Crown Prince was certain he saw a threat in the pup's eyes.
It was as if to say, if he didn't give her any, she would claw him.
