Before long, the sound of repeated smacks echoed from within the Imperial Study.
Shen Bai felt a little awkward.
The guard, however, seemed unfazed. "Don't worry, sir," he said. "The Second Prince is just like that. He's quite talented in scholarly pursuits, but his true passion lies with the various Daoist Skills of the Daoist Sect."
The corner of Shen Bai's mouth twitched slightly.
'If that's really the case, then he had it coming.'
'How could someone born with a silver spoon in his mouth not have to sacrifice a little something?'
'Especially for a member of the Royal Family. To a certain extent, something like freedom was an exceedingly rare luxury.'
Just as Shen Bai was pondering this, the doors to the Imperial Study opened.
A strikingly handsome young man walked out, clutching his hand, a look of resignation on his face.
Though the young man was dressed in opulent robes, he stubbornly wore his hair in a Daoist Sect topknot.
