Shen Xiheng had served at court for several years, and Li Tianze knew all too well about his thick skin.
But he hadn't expected the man's skin to be thick to this extent.
A royal marriage decree?
He was the son of a duke, what was there for him to decree a marriage, and he couldn't intervene in whom Shen wanted to marry.
Yet, the man had set his sights on his own niece, which caused Li Tianze quite a headache.
Although Shi Zhou didn't acknowledge him as an uncle, he wasn't willing to just hand her over to Shen Xiheng.
After all, the man's reputation in the capital city was notoriously promiscuous.
Thinking of this, Li Tianze snorted with dissatisfaction, "Shen Qing better count his romantic debts first!"
Shen Xiheng felt truly wronged; where had he ever been promiscuous? He clearly hadn't even touched a lady's hand.
