New York City, within a certain manor, in a certain council hall.
Gu Xuemei knelt down abruptly before a young matron, "I'm sorry, Holy Princess, the mission has failed. I have dishonored your sacred command and deserve to die a thousand deaths!"
"I already know the result of the competition, Sister Xuemei, please rise," the young matron said with a slight smile, "You should consult Tierra later to ensure that whenever Li Zhongnan participates in a martial arts competition, you will be the referee. I do not care about his opponents, but his safety must be ensured.
"If he is missing even a single hair, I will hold only you accountable!"
"Understood!" Gu Xuemei sighed in relief upon hearing this and stood up. Fortunately, the one the Holy Princess wanted to protect was the lad named Li, otherwise she, Gu Xuemei, would certainly not have escaped death.
