Pandemonium
編集者: Henyee Translations
The boy servant that was following behind the eldest young master twitched his mouth. He also subconsciously widened his eyes, as he felt that the young master's words didn't sound like anything decent.
Did he intend to lead the little lady onto a crooked path?
Yet, the little stoic felt that Eldest Qin's argument was quite reasonable for once. That's right, it was best to deal with them once and for all, or else it would be too troublesome. Every time the poison wore off after three days, she would have to scatter it again the next time she encountered their yapping.
She nodded, and just as she was about to speak, she heard an impassive voice suddenly butting in. "Eldest Brother need not be troubled to bring her. I will accompany her to the convention."