[WARNING: A penalty amounting -10 000p will be imposed the moment Host's actions will cause damage to Zhao Rong's soul. Zhao Rong's condition will be assessed after Host leaves the world.]
Bing Shi stopped in her tracks, slowly turning to face Zhao Rong. Her grip on her staff tightened as she addressed him with unwavering resolve, "Your Highness, this subject has been present the entire time."
As the knife came dangerously close to Fei Lan's shocked face, Zhao Rong spoke to his lover with a cold, emotionless tone, "You had enough time to avoid my attack, but you weren't fast enough to cover your face with your hands when your veil fell?"
Fei Lan, masking her tension, reacted swiftly, her voice filled with defiance. "So what? I'm tired of being a mere bird trapped inside of your little cage. This is what I get after what I've done to you? You're choosing a courtesan over me? What has she done for you besides squeezing you out of money?"
