"I stood at his door for a whole double-hour! A whole double-hour!"
"He wouldn't even see my face, and he has the gall to claim he's busy?"
"When real trouble starts, you run faster than anyone!"
Huang Xiuwen's face turned livid.
'To think, in my entire life, I've never been this humiliated!'
This Ji, a mud-legged peasant from Anning County, had never even been to the Prefecture City in his life. On what grounds should he have to take this from him?
And another thing.
His conflict with that young mistress and her servant had nothing to do with him!
But the moment he ran into him...
Fan Nansong, the Flying Immortal Temple Master!
The Qilin Maiden of the Ye Family from the Brocade Workshop!
And that wasn't all.
There was also Qin Zhuo, the top disciple of the Celestial Blade School—a school that was on the verge of collapse, about to be wiped out!
One by one... they popped up like mushrooms after the rain, all scrambling to stand up for that brat.
