The expectant gaze of Ji Chengxue suddenly disappeared and the expression on his face froze.
"He... He actually rejected me!"
Ji Chengxue could hardly believe it. As the third prince of the empire, there were many people who would like to be associated with him. In spite of that, his personal invitation was just cruelly rejected.
More importantly, the reason for the rejection was...
"You're not qualified."
As Ji Chengxue recalled Bu Fang's words and that expressionless appearance, he felt as if an invisible arrow had pierced into his heart.
However, Ji Chengxue was an astute person. Even though he was rejected, he did not display any signs of anger and only lightly smiled.
"That's right, I... really am not qualified," Ji Chengxue dismayingly exclaimed, as if something had stirred in his heart.
