Sang Luo's expression darkened. "You may leave. I need to rest."
The youth bowed and withdrew.
Sang Luo watched his retreating back and added, "You don't need to come serve in my palace anymore. I'll have someone notify the Steward later to have you transferred to another palace."
His footsteps faltered for a moment.
"Yes."
Xiao'er withdrew.
Sang Luo didn't see him again for the rest of the day. She heard he had been transferred to the Guard Team.
She breathed a sigh of relief. 'I really don't want to get caught up in some random romantic entanglement, nor do I want to hurt someone's feelings for no reason. That little Beast Slave doesn't meet my criteria for a Beast Husband anyway.'
Several more days passed in a flash. She wondered how Fei Yuan and Si Ye were doing.
The uncle and nephew duo were invincible when they teamed up.
But the Demon Clan was cunning and despicable; they might have some dirty tricks up their sleeves.
