"What's wrong?" Ji Chengjue asked.
"Someone is coming."
Master Zhang's expression changed immediately, and with a wave of his hands, two surges of energy rose, directly opening the door to the small hall.
At the door,
stood a person,
that person held a sword in their hand.
"Seventh Uncle, have you come to congratulate me on behalf of the Princess? Then I must thank my Princess sister. It turns out my Princess sister still treats me well; she won't forget about her brother."
Ji Chengjue rose with a sincere smile on his face but did not step forward to greet; instead, he retreated while speaking the welcome.
Then,
Ji Chengjue suddenly noticed,
Fanli and the sword maid, who were previously sitting at the dining table eating pickled crab, had retreated even faster than he!
"...…" Ji Chengjue.
On the contrary, Master Zhang had placed his hands in front of him, blocking Seventh Uncle.
"I am about to draw my sword," Seventh Uncle said.
"No, no, no!"
