"Corn? Do the young men of the Empire usually enjoy that stuff?" A hint of curiosity flashed in Edward's eyes.
It wasn't that he was genuinely curious; it was simply because he couldn't join in on other topics, and dietary habits were the only thing he could speak about.
To a Duke positioned at the Empire's border, the affairs spoken of by this Imperial Prince from the world's center felt as though they belonged to another world.
"I hope they get used to it, but I've heard some can't digest it. However, during tough times, they must make do."
Luo Yan shrugged, not waiting for Edward to respond, and shifted the conversation to that distant realm, talking about events after the great storm.
