Xue An skillfully steered the conversation elsewhere.
Indeed.
Upon hearing Xue An's words, An Yan quickly rushed to Hu Ying's side, looking nervously outside, and then began whispering softly with Hu Ying and Ah Rou.
This silent crisis was temporarily averted.
Huyue looked at Xue An with a mischievous grin, appearing as obnoxious as possible.
Xue An glared at him fiercely, then lowered his voice to say, "Are you asking for a beating?"
"Hehe, why? Afraid your wife will find out about your dealings with that Dragon Clan little princess?" Huyue laughed even more gleefully.
"Scram, what do I have to be afraid of? I haven't done anything to betray Yan'er!"
"Then why were you so nervous just now?"
"Was I nervous? I don't think so!" Xue An retorted righteously.
"Not nervous? If you weren't nervous, why did you change the subject so quickly? Isn't that the guilty conscience of a thief?"
Xue An: "..."
