After the venue was cleared, the Prince sat on the luxurious genuine leather sofa, dressed in white and black, forever so peerlessly independent.
"Your Highness, what are we doing now?" Xiaoqi had no idea why His Highness came to Room 817.
"Is she still singing?"
"Yes." Xiaoqi nodded.
"Is she singing 'Sunshine, Rainbow, Little White Horse'?" the Prince asked gently.
All seven bodyguards wondered if they were seeing things. Why did the Prince's eyes light up with a smile when mentioning 'Sunshine, Rainbow, Little White Horse'?
"Probably not."
"Open the door," said the Prince.
"Huh?" Xiaoqi was still a bit slow to react.
"His Highness is telling you to open the door so we can hear what song is being sung in Room 818, right?" Xiao Liu was the smarter one.
Xiaoqi hurried over and opened the door...
And then the entire eighth floor heard the karaoke-level singing from Room 818 by Gu Xia.
