"Am I stopping you?" Ji Ruyan was now certain that if the Red Melt Bird in Wang Meng's arms wasn't treated soon, it would die in a matter of moments. She casually stepped aside, clearing the path.
Wang Meng just shrugged and started walking out.
Ji Ruyan froze. 'This... This bastard is actually leaving? This isn't how the script is supposed to go! Shouldn't he be jumping up and down in a panic, begging me for help?'
"Stop right there!"
Wang Meng frowned and turned back. "Is there something else?"
"Your Third-Transformation Red Melt Bird is going to die if you don't treat it," Ji Ruyan reminded him, taking great pains to do so. She wanted Wang Meng to beg her, and then she would refuse him!
"Well then, respected Grandmaster, can you help?" Wang Meng offered the Red Melt Bird to the Seventh Princess.
"Sorry, I can't!" Ji Ruyan refused without a moment's hesitation. A wave of liberating joy washed over her; it was more satisfying than anything she could imagine.
