Before Lin Hao could even speak, Wenren Yuxin cut in, telling the man, "He's busy. I'm afraid he can't make it."
The moment the man spoke, it was crystal clear to Wenren Yuxin. 'Something major has happened? This is obviously a setup, and the target is Lin Hao.'
Under the circumstances, there was no way Wenren Yuxin would let Lin Hao go.
However, as if he were completely oblivious, Lin Hao smiled and replied to the messenger, "My own affairs aren't urgent. Since His Highness thinks so highly of me, I will certainly be there tonight."
How could Lin Hao not know what the Eighth Prince was plotting? But he felt no fear.
"His Highness said you would surely agree. I can finally report back." The man said with a smile, then gave a slight bow and departed.
Whether it was intentional or not, he didn't give Lin Hao an invitation.
"Hey, what about the invitation?" Wenren Yuxin suddenly realized. Just as she was about to chase after the man, Lin Hao called out to stop her.
