"Wei Chen, my affairs are none of your business, and I will never marry you! Spare me your crocodile tears!" Hearing his voice, the disgust on Tie Lan's face deepened. With a flick of her hand, she sat down before the campfire.
"Heh heh, my dear Lan'er, what are you talking about? We're a match made in heaven. The chances of us running into each other on a mission are less than one in ten thousand, yet here we are. It must be fate!" A young man emerged from the crowd with a smile, his eyes fixed on her curvaceous figure tightly wrapped in armor, a gleam of excitement shining within them.
"This valley is where we are staying. Get out now! You are not welcome here!"
Seeing the look in his eyes, Tie Lan grew even more disgusted. Furious, she drew her Longsword and bellowed.
