Zhao Daojing skillfully declined, "Junior Brother Fang, let's not."
Junior Brother Fang's face turned pale as he spoke in a low tone, "Senior Sister, my family's seats are on the second layer. If you sit with me, it certainly won't disgrace the Zhao Family."
Zhao Daojing showed a troubled expression. The family of this Junior Brother Fang was not ordinary, and she could not afford to offend him easily.
At this moment, Zhao Sheng suddenly said indifferently, "Daojing, let's go!"
Junior Brother Fang instinctively frowned and then looked at Zhao Sheng with shock and confusion.
Despite not knowing who this person was, the mere form of address revealed who held the higher status between the two.
Zhao Daojing secretly breathed a sigh of relief and quickly nodded her head respectfully.
This gesture, observed by others, surprised those who knew Zhao Daojing's identity, leading them to covertly assess Zhao Sheng as they speculated about his background.
