What Result?

Zuiying sneered as he watched the silhouette of Xu Ziling's back as she ran away. "That rebellious young lady's attitude is so poor. Who would ever dare marry her? I won't marry her even if she was the last woman on earth!" He mumbled.

With that said, Zuiying spun around to head back into the tent, and hid in the shadows in a flash.

Han Moze sat on the bed with an extremely serious and grave look on his face, as he trained his inner breath skills.

Xu Ziling ran back to her own tent in fumes, stomping viciously and begrudgingly.

"Young Lady, what's wrong? Why do you look so angry?" asked a confused maid in a pale yellow dress. The dainty and charming maid looked energetic as she walked up to Xu Ziling.

Xu Ziling looked at her with humiliation and anger in her eyes, then gritted her teeth. "Xiao Yun, come up with a plan for me. How can I teach that vulgar shadow guard a lesson?" She said whilst huffing and puffing.