Uh???"
Bai Yue blinked, her mouth hanging slightly open as she stared at the Dragon Princess.
Cāng Yáo stood firmly in the center of the village clearing, her arms crossed over her chest, her chin tilted up at a defiant forty-five-degree angle.
Her golden jewelry chimed aggressively as she stomped one foot, cracking the stone pavement beneath her sandal.
"I am not leaving this place," Cāng Yáo declared, her voice booming. "I don't want to leave, and that is final!"
"But… but…" Bai Yue stammered, gesturing vaguely at the packed bags and the very annoyed-looking village elders.
"The elders said… the mice… the chaos… you built a palace on someone's lawn…"
"Hmph!" Cāng Yáo huffed, turning her nose up high. "Do you think I care about the elders? Do you think I care about the mice? Those rodents feared me! It was glorious! And besides…" She leaned in, her eyes narrowing. "Who is going to cook the spicy pain-broth if I leave? My brother? He burns water!"
