"Insult my parents? You're not worthy!"
Li Qingmu said coldly, and then Ma Biao was taken away by the Young Prince's men.
"Not bad, you didn't act on impulse this time!"
Once most of the mountain bandits had been taken away, a voice came from behind Long Yue, it was Qi Jingyu, still with his hands behind his back, head held high, looking arrogant and smug.
"Oh, the southeast wind is blowing? How come the Young Prince came personally?!"
This brat has this kind of temper, probably won't change in this lifetime, Long Yue wasn't afraid of him and joked with a smile.
"Hmph!" Qi Jingyu snorted with his head up, "Your man has caused trouble again!"
"Uh..."
Long Yue blushed, realizing the gravity of the situation.
Li Qingmu was talking with several soldiers, and soon brought Qin Wuyou out from them.
Seeing Qi Jingyu arrive, Li Qingmu considered for a moment and had Qin Wuyou wait for them at the foot of the mountain.
"Greetings to the Princely Heir!"
