"Lord Xun, coming from afar without a word," Lord Leng spoke softly with a feigned smile coloring his face, "it would have been good for the Three Prefectures to prepare. Otherwise, we might earn a reputation for poor hospitality that we cannot afford."
This address made Lin Siyin glance at Lu Zixun in surprise—how did it come to be that he was now addressed as Lord Xun?
Lu Zixun lowered his head and nuzzled Lin Siyin's face.
When he looked up again, his eyes were filled with icy resolve. "Lord Leng, isn't today's preparation specifically for me? Why the pretense now?"
"It's not like that at all; I had absolutely no idea Lord Xun would come to Zone 11."
Shaking his head, Lord Leng continued, "Since you're here, why not visit the Three Prefectures? Elder Wang has been incessantly mentioning how much he misses you."
