Listening to Di Shen's words, Ye Lingyue was amused yet helpless.
This man is truly living backward; he even gets jealous over this?
"Hurry up and leave, lest someone sees you and gets suspicious."
She urged Di Shen to leave, after much persuasion.
Outside the tent, she heard Qin Xiaochuan and Guangzi arguing, while Wuyue and Tang Lingbo stood aside, laughing with their mouths covered.
"You bumpkin, this is an Indian Dance Dress, what do you mean by exposing your belly? Do you even understand Indian Dance? Forget it, it's useless explaining to you."
Guangzi and Qin Xiaochuan were arguing.
With this commotion, the earlier tense mood among the crowd vanished completely.
Wuyue observed how everyone interacted, a smile tugging at her mouth.
Yet inside, she felt a bit anxious.
"Fifth Sister, are you still worried about revenge? Rest assured, as long as the plan goes smoothly, tonight you can claim Shui Yi's head."
Ye Lingyue noticed Wuyue's anxiety and softly comforted her.
