Thorian sat on the chair, quietly watching the pretentious ministers of remonstrance, without any response. He even drank tea leisurely, as if he didn't care about these so-called accusations at all. This nonchalant look made An Rhys and others frown. The voices of condemnation gradually became quieter. They are talking so enthusiastically here, but the other party doesn't respond at all. Isn't this like talking to a cow? "Are you done?" After the noise gradually died down, Thorian finally spoke: "If you haven't finished, then say a few more words until you are satisfied." "Young Prince! We are discussing serious matters with you. Your casual attitude is really disappointing!" An Rhys said in a deep voice. "Let's talk about business? Haha..." Thorian chuckled: "You don't even know the ins and outs of this matter, yet you are so brazen as to make accusations. In my eyes, you are no different from clow...