George the Crown Prince glanced sideways toward Weston, his expression tinged with dissatisfaction, "If I hadn't come, how could I witness you publicly trying the Archbishop?"
Weston chuckled awkwardly and discreetly scrutinized Shang Yu, bowing slightly, "Indeed, I didn't know you were the Archbishop. These years... I've never seen you make an appearance, this is truly a misunderstanding."
The man pressed his thin lips together but smiled silently.
Meanwhile, Crown Prince George furrowed his brows and, after a few seconds of thought, instructed solemnly, "It's understandable that you don't recognize him, but remember not to act so impulsively next time, lest you become the laughingstock of others."
His words not only preserved the dignity of the Royal Family but also gave Weston the Second Prince a way out.
Weston appeared to nod in ashamed agreement, "You are right to chastise me."
On the surface, it looked like brotherly respect and deference.
