At Luo Pin's words, Long Yan could only manage a helpless, bitter smile. Her words were so ambiguously provocative that Lingxi, who was in Long Yan's arms, pouted unhappily. Of course, Luo Pin quickly adjusted her demeanor and said jokingly,
"Lingxi, now I'm like half a love rival to you."
Lingxi, feeling indignant, raised her little fist in Long Yan's embrace, wanting to physically take out her frustrations on Luo Pin. Seeing the two women bicker again made Long Yan feel a headache coming on.
"Oh, you've betrayed Young Master Long and run off here."
A fine drizzle began to fall from the sky, reflecting people's moods. Long Yan lay prostrate in the mud, unable to move his body. The man in green clothing who had spoken was holding Lingxi, looking disdainfully at the immobile Long Yan before him.
"With such weak strength, how did you manage to catch the eye of the Princess of the Emperor Clan?"
