Shh—
Swoosh—
Two slashes, clean and decisive.
The guards sitting at the table next to Princess Qingxia indeed lived up to their duty, as they saw a chair flying towards the princess and immediately rose with their swords drawn, chopping the chair down in the blink of an eye.
Princess Qingxia wasn't surprised by this, because in her view, it was expected—if the bodyguards around you can't even handle this, why keep them around at all? Or rather... why feed them?
However, this little incident just managed to interrupt the rhythm of Princess Qingxia's brewing anger, allowing her to cool down slightly.
"Phew..." The next second, Qingxia took a deep breath, swallowed the harsh words she was about to unleash, and replaced them with a somewhat insincere smile.
This smile was something Lin Yuancheng had never seen before, but Zhang Jikai had seen it quite a few times, so he knew, for Lin Yuancheng, this was not a good sign.
