Bai Qingfan bowed low, perfectly at ease, and said with a smile, "The Great Xuan's Prince Regent is famous far and wide. Who doesn't know of him?

Besides, my lord prince is so outstanding and so striking. If this humble commoner couldn't even recognize my lord prince, the name Immortal of Painting would be wasted on me."

Ning Chen narrowed his eyes and looked Bai Qingfan over.

Every time the man in white appeared, he wore a face veil, but his eyes were left uncovered.

Bai Qingfan's eyes were the same as the man in white's: long, narrow peach-blossom eyes.

His height and build matched too.

Ning Chen was now eighty percent sure that Bai Qingfan was the man in white.

He could settle the other twenty percent just by checking him for wounds.

Never mind eighty percent. Even at fifty percent, Ning Chen wasn't going to let him walk out of the city lord's residence alive.

The only reason he wanted to confirm the last twenty percent was Xiao Yanxi.

He was her teacher, after all. She had to be the one to be sure who he really was.

Most important of all, Ning Chen had to find out what Bai Qingfan was after.

Bai Qingfan was no fool. If he was showing his face of his own accord now, he was up to something.

The corner of Ning Chen's mouth twitched, and he said mildly, "You certainly have a way with words. It seems it isn't only your brushwork that's remarkable. Your mouth is something else too."

Bai Qingfan bowed. "My lord prince flatters me!"

With that, his gaze settled on Xiao Yanxi, and his face broke into a smile.

Xiao Yanxi stepped forward and curtsied gracefully. "This student greets her teacher!"

Bai Qingfan's eyes held open admiration. "No need for such formality! You always used to dress as a man. I never imagined my student would be such a stunning beauty once she went back to being a woman."

As he spoke, he took a long, slender, finely made wooden box out of his sleeve.

"Your teacher…