Seeing Ye Weiming's terrible Qinggong, which blatantly did not match his strength, the princess could not help but hang a mocking smile at the corner of her eyes. This look served only to increase Ye Weiming's annoyance. He decided to break the silence first, "We merely passed by and respectfully listened to your song without disturbing you, nor did we spoil the ambience. On the contrary, we even helped you deal with a troublesome tiger. Is the princess planning to repay our kindness with hostility instead?"
The princess' smile only widened at Ye Weiming's remarks. She counter-questioned, "Do you reckon dealing with a mere beast is a favor to me?"
Ye Weiming nodded confidently, "The ruckus was clearly disturbing your song, so we helped you out. Although it's not a huge favor, it wasn't wrong of us to help, right?"
"You see your point."
The princess pointed at the stone benches in the pavilion and invited them to sit, "It is destiny that brought us together. Let's sit and talk."
