It's already the fourth watch of the night.
Above the sky, the moonlight is bright and clear. The twilight sinks deeply, leaving only tranquility behind.
Unaware of when, the wind outside the tent had come to a stop.
Shen Hua admonished Xie Xun, "Don't get hurt again, remember to dodge."
Then, she turned to look at Cui Yun.
"A man should bear some scars, right?"
Xie Xun really didn't want to watch Shen Hua talk to Cui Yun: "Marquis Cui, please proceed."
He rubbed his wrist bone: "It's my lack of discernment that led me to overestimate you. I'll let you have three moves."
Cui Yun had also been enduring him for a long time.
In a brief instant, his train of thought was incredibly clear.
He unscrupulously plotted and schemed.
How to utterly ruin Duke Fu's Mansion?
