Julian, terrified out of his wits, stammered out a sentence, then hastily grabbed his sister's reins, urging the tired horse to flee in panic from the carriage that had filled them with endless fear.
Watching the backs of the two clowns disappear into the snow curtain, Sarah worriedly glanced back, lifted the door curtain slightly, and whispered.
"Did I do the right thing... your highness?"
The bone-chilling cold seemed absent from those eyes as she cautiously observed Luo Yan's expression, like watching her master's large orange cat.
Although she sensed the Demon King's impatience, driving the two people away was ultimately her own decision.
"It's not important, just a trivial matter." Luo Yan replied leisurely, merely turning a page of the book on his lap.
If they truly needed help, that would be another matter, as he was someone easy to talk to. However, those two were clearly just freeloading, and he had no intention of being taken for a fool.
