Don't become a prize
A funeral silence falls over the entire hall at Su Xueyi's words.
Xi Zirui edges closer to Bai Mi, who wraps her fingers around his elbow, her nails digging painfully into his skin, even over all the layers of robes he's wearing. "What is he doing here?" she hisses.
Xi Zirui would also like to know that, especially considering Ni Ni told him he still had a month before anyone from Brocade Carp clan showed up -- let alone Su Xueyi.
Ni Ni's chime sounds, with an evident note of distress. "Host, Ni Ni swears that's the information she had on the original world, but it's not the first time things go off script."
No it isn't, but it never stops being a pain in the ass.
Han Yu raises from his chair, his sharp eyebrows drawn over his clear eyes. "How dare you invade Coiled Dragon clan grounds?" He raises an accusing finger at the vivid blood dripping from Su Xueyi's sword. "Have you harmed any of my people?"