Jun Moyan's steps halted, watching the person who suddenly appeared in front of him vigilantly.
He tightened his grip on Wen Xiao'ai's hand once again.
"What do you want to do?!
The Martial General glanced at Jun Moyan, ignored him, and then looked at Wen Xiao'ai:
"Little Princess, it's time to return."
Although the tone was stiff, it was respectful to Wen Xiao'ai.
Jun Moyan's heart felt an alarm ringing, and he immediately protected Wen Xiao'ai behind him.
Yet before he could do anything more, he realized he was already unable to move.
Clenching his teeth, he tried everything but couldn't break free in the slightest.
Utterly panicked.
"Little Princess, it's time to return. If the Clan Leader holds you accountable for being late, I'm afraid this mortal can't afford the consequences."
The Martial General did not know Jun Moyan's true identity. The Clan Leader tasked him to accompany Wen Xiao'ai, only saying she was here to bid farewell to a friend.
