Shang Jingchuan did not sit down, but rather solemnly greeted Yan Sifu with a formal gesture.
"Prefect, may I ask why you summoned me?"
Hearing this title, the expression on Yan Sifu's face became quite subtle.
He indeed was the Capital Prefect, which made him Shang Jingchuan's superior.
But no one had ever addressed him this way; they all called him Prince Qi.
Now that Shang Jingchuan used this title, it was clearly a deliberate reminder to himself, and a way to draw a line between them.
However, the unusual look on Yan Sifu's face fleetingly disappeared, and he immediately smiled, saying, "There is no Capital Prefect or Prince Qi here today, we're just chatting casually, you don't have to be so formal."
Seeing Yan Sifu say this, Shang Jingchuan helplessly sat down.
To be honest, after receiving Yan Sifu's invitation, Shang Jingchuan was filled with resistance.
But Yan Sifu was his superior officer, and having sent an invitation, Shang Jingchuan had no choice but to comply.
