Richard was utterly perplexed.
What does "another task" mean? And what does "related to my title" imply? Richard pondered to himself, could it be that this Fifth Prince is also from the Flower Guild?
"The occupancy on the first day of every month," His Highness clapped his hands, signaling a group of soldiers over to clear the feathered arrow boundary lines from the ground as if they were plucking chicken feathers.
Fat Luo was also busy, taking out a full set of lounge chairs and tables from his Space Ring, arranging for the boss, the boss's wife, and several strong aides to sit down. Then, he turned and instructed the Hobbit Halfling cook to quickly prepare breakfast.
"Fifth Prince, please have a seat first." Richard patted the empty seat beside him.
This entire set of tables and chairs was made from rare volcanic red obsidian, polished to a mirror-like finish. When illuminated by the rising sun, the flame-like red patterns seemed to leap and dance.
