Wei Guiren looked on in silence. He could not understand the reason for his feelings toward Fang Mei. She was weaker than an ant. He could stomp her to death with a single leg if he chose to.
Yet when he looked at her, she gave him a feeling of danger. He felt as though he was the weaker one. Once Bai Lu helped Fang Mei to her feet, the two girls hugged each other and Fang Mei began congratulating Bai Lu on her ascension to become emperor. Wei Guiren stood to the side and watched. He tried to come up with an explanation for his feelings but none of his theories made any sense. It was as if he were grasping at straws.
He was still stuck in his thoughts when a stray arrow barely missed his head. This was a large arrow from a powerful military crossbow.
