"Where have you run off to! This place is so dangerous, how can you just run around recklessly! What would I do if something really happened to you? How could I explain it to, to your family!"
In the woods, at the edge of the battlefield Wu Wang himself had crafted.
Chun Luan glared at the young 'guard' standing before her, her almond eyes slightly reddened.
Her hands on her hips and the unmistakable concern she couldn't hide made her look quite like a Senior Sister.
Around them, many Soldiers looked on.
Two Generals stood in the distance, watching this scene. The middle-aged General with a fair complexion looked at the guard in front of Qingluan with a hint of vigilance.
His name was Meng Xianglin.
It was well known that he had harbored unrequited love for Chun Luan for many years and had never spoken up. That was why he had also never been rejected.
Suddenly, Meng Xianglin was bumped on the shoulder by the person beside him.
"Hmm?"
"Old Meng, feeling upset?"
