"So, Lord Zhong Xing Wang also gets scared by mere mortals?"
Hao Fei chuckled asking mockingly. His blue eyes sparkled in joy with a sly smile on his thin red lips.
Zhong panicked, he watched outside the carriage's window and saw the royal knights rushed towards the inn. And the irritating comments of Hao Fei raged his blood pressure, he bends outside and with his strong hands he grabbed Hao Fei's robe collar and pulled him inside.
"Start the carriage!"
He shouted at the coachman, adjusting his tight grip on Hao Fei's neck. He can't bear to get caught in any condition.
"Lord Zhong is heartless! This is what I get for helping," he managed to mumble.
Zhong didn't paid attention to his whinning, his eyes were darting outside the window checking on whether he was getting chased by knights. His breathing was rapid and the blood coated sword in his right hand held Hao Fei in his check.
"They're not coming behind us. I already knew this would happen!"
