What was she going to do next?

Gone was Han Shuang’s usual straightforward candor. Instead, she stared assessingly at Jiang Chen, as if trying to divine his intentions.

“What about you, gentlemen?” she asked with a soft sigh.

“You’re the sectmistress, you do the honors.” Jiang Chen smiled calmly.

“Hmph!” 

Is he toying with me? But she immediately regained her usual fiery temper, making a grand exit like a gust of wind. “Let’s talk about it another time. You should go to bed early.”

So that’s how she wants to play it.

Jiang Chen followed her departing figure with a grin, then turned to Jiang Huan.

The latter was a picture of innocence....