"Now that they know we're alive they'll never give up." Ning Yi replied as he dressed, "Leaving this Ji Yang Mountain will not be easy."
Feng Zhiwei murmured an affirmative, hugging her knees as Ning Yi got dressed.
10 minutes later…
Feng Zhiwei hugged her knees, watching Ning Yi dress.
A quart of an hour later…
Feng Zhiwei hugged her knees, and she could no longer hold back her words. Blinking to herself, she asked: "Your Highness, do you not know how to dress yourself?"
Ning Yi stopped his fight with the bands of his clothes, taking an unashamed moment before nodding; he even began to complain: "If you knew, why didn't you help?"
Feng Zhiwei pouted: nobody alive was more shameless than His Highness Prince Chu.
She slowly dragged her feet over and began helping His Highness dress, and all the while Ning Yi nitpicked: "Your hands aren't even that much better than mine!"
"Are you sure you're tying that band correctly?"