"Hahaha, that's hilarious." Nanxiang had never seen them look so pathetic.
Sang Zhi turned around.
Nanxiang immediately stifled her smile and said in a soft, wheedling voice, "Eighth Brother."
"You're still laughing? If your father and mother find out, they won't let you off easy," Sang Zhi said, his face stern.
"They were the ones who picked a fight. It's not our fault," Nanxiang said with a pout. Thinking of the previous scene, she broke into a smile. "They're just stupid."
"Pfft."
Seeing her cute expression, Ye Qianning couldn't help but let out a laugh.
Sang Zhi sighed helplessly and turned back to look at her.
"Ahem." Ye Qianning suppressed her smile, walked over, and blinked. "I didn't realize you could sound so authoritative."
"It's not that."
"Hm? But it seemed like the Sixth Princess and the Ninth Princess were both terrified of you." They were acting so high and mighty, but the moment he called out, they got scared and ran off.
'I really didn't see that coming.'
