Fifth Qin looked coldly at Mu Rouxuan. "What if this young sir refuses?"
Not every person needed to give your Mu Clan face.
Qiao Mu applauded in her mind, and her thrill-seeking expression showed: Hurry and fight! Speaking so much nonsense.
She remembered her master telling her that one need to be swift to subdue the enemy first!
Saying too much nonsense never led to a good ending. It would possibly lead to the enemy's counterattack and victory.
She had ingrained this into her mind and never dared to forget, but at present, both sides had already been at a stand-off for half an hour, with neither side budging.
Qiao Mu rolled her eyes. She tugged the crown prince's sleeve stealthily.
"Hm?" The crown prince looked down at her and caressed her petite head. "You find it annoying? Then let's go."
This drama didn't look that interesting.
