Weisheng noticed Xiaoling heading toward the courtyard. She walked behind the Arbiter, and Weisheng walked behind her. The Arbiter walked toward the pavilion from earlier.
Weisheng maintained a safe distance from them and hid behind a tree. He was certain he could hear them from this distance without being seen.
Xiaoling stood before the Arbiter quietly. The circumstance she had wished to avoid had already occurred.
"Lord Arbiter," Xiaoling called him, "I have nothing to say to someone as discourteous as you, so please make it quick. I have to return and-"
"Are you displeased that we do not reply to your letters?" The Arbiter asked, "It has been discourteous of us."
Xiaoling cleared her throat, "Don't worry, I don't plan to write to you anymore. You can rest assured." She said in a monotone. She knew Weisheng was looking, so she wanted to make sure the Supreme Demon Lord wouldn't misunderstand her.
