Yan Zixuan's words carried a hint of sarcasm.
Last night, after his father returned home, he was told to develop a relationship with the Princess, but how could that be possible?
He was a soldier and would eventually wield military power. In his mind, a real man was supposed to marry and have concubines. Hence, to cultivate a relationship with the Princess? That was ridiculous!
How could he possibly please a delicate woman?
So, he actually came here today with some resentment.
Seeing that Shen Ruojing hadn't even gathered ten people, he couldn't help but mock her, "Didn't you say that you would bring a team of female soldiers? A team of female soldiers should have at least ten people, right? Where are they? How can a single person form a squad?"
Shen Ruojing sensed the resentment in his words and didn't respond.
She was a little worried too.
