Fuming with anger, he stomped his foot!
The bridge of his nose throbbed with pain.
But, thank goodness Jiang Feng was quick on his feet, immediately stepping back and clutching his nose, he bared his teeth and said, "No, wasn't it you who insisted on sitting there? Can we discuss the matter at hand first?"
"Hmph..."
Murmuring with pouted lips, she was used to sitting in trees on any other day, and since Cen Zhuangzhuang would always scout from even higher grounds, she didn't pay much heed. But today ended up differently, having her advantage taken by a brat.
With her legs tightly squeezing her skirt, she quite liked the attire of the Central Plains, though the decorations were somewhat loose. If not careful, one might catch a glimpse of something. Only after wrapping her long legs did she speak to the young man below the tree.
"Go ahead."
