"Hahaha!" Chu Qiao smirked as she turned around. Her figured looked ever so tired and frail, "You cannot even protect the people of one region, yet you justify these actions by saying it was for everyone's dreams? What a joke." Chu Qiao flipped open the curtains of the tent and left.
Lady Yu frowned and chased behind her, asking, "Chu Qiao, you are leaving?"
"Yan Bei is not my home, but it has always been what I believed in. Even if you no longer want it, I do. Even if you abandon it, I will still protect it. Tell Yan Xun, if I die, he need not take revenge for me for I was killed by none other than himself."
"Halt!" Lady Yu solemnly warned, "I will not let you go!"
Chu Qiao turned around and smirked. "You can kill me. But only over my dead body will I abandon Yan Bei!" Drawing out a hidden blade from within her shoes, Chu Qiao miserably laughed as she held herself hostage. Slowly backing off to a horse, Chu Qiao mounted it.
