As her voice fell, a rhythmic clapping suddenly came from outside the door.
A man's voice, tinged with amusement, followed. "They all say King Yan Nan's only daughter, Princess Qingyang, is spoiled, willful, and domineering. But from what I've seen today, those are nothing but baseless rumors."
Princess Qingyang started, immediately turning to look back.
"Who!?"
'Just a moment ago, she'd specifically checked that no one else was around before speaking so freely. To think she was still overheard!'
'And she hadn't sensed even a trace of the person's presence!'
As she spoke, Princess Qingyang drew the long whip from her waist. She rose and stood protectively in front of Ye Chutang and her two siblings, staring warily at the closed door.
'The man... he's right outside the door!'
"What kind of skill is eavesdropping? If you have any nerve, come on out! We'll have a proper fight!"
The man outside, however, let out a low laugh, as if he'd just heard something interesting.
