Qin Mujin was quite displeased at the moment. She was a beauty, and she hadn't even taken off her mask yet. If she did, it would surely captivate him, leaving him unable to look away.
And yet, he was still unwilling.
The more Qin Mujin thought about it, the angrier she got. In the end, she felt that this simply wouldn't do. It was rare for her to agree to something; there was nothing she agreed to that she didn't get since she was young. The more reluctant he was, the more she would entangle him.
Qin Hailu wasn't saddened either. At least this invitation had yielded something; at the very least, he had accepted the apology, which was most important. As for the so-called alliance, if it wasn't successful the first time, then there would be a second time.
