A Fight Between Amateurs

Wei Ci received the signal sent by Yang Si. As he recalled what he'd said earlier, the blush on his face slowly dissipated.

It appeared as if... he'd just said something he should not have.

He tried to change the topic, but as his lips were about to move, he couldn't utter any words. It was as if there was an invisible hand choking his throat and forcing him to swallow his words back into his stomach. An uncomfortable feeling surged upwards through his feet and into his brain.

Jiang Pengji hugged her chest as she half-leaned against the pillar in the hallway. The expression in her eyes as she looked at Wei Ci was sharp and probing.

Yang Si was sharp and sensed the change in the atmosphere. He swallowed his saliva nervously as he noticed that the atmosphere between them was very bizarre.

Logically speaking, Wei Ci had expressed his loyalty and was unexpectedly overheard by the lord. As his master, shouldn't she be overjoyed?