Chapter 12 (1/2)

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Since the world knew of the young lord’s affection for Prince Rui, why would the latter still want to get close to him on purpose? According to Mu Qingge, more often than not, it was Qin Jinhao who took the initiative.

For a young girl who had to conceal her identity, such closeness was undoubtedly something she relied on and missed, even though the prince didn’t show any love and admiration.

“I was born without the ability to cultivate; I am a good-for-nothing. If I wasn’t arrogant and domineering, I would have been bullied by everyone in the whole Mu family a long time ago.”

Nevertheless, her words were met with a snort of laughter from Mu Ge. “You were overbearing simply because of your grandfather’s reputation. A day will come when the old man is no longer around. Do you think your arrogance and domineering will help you retain the prestigious name of the Master Yong Ning?

“I know.” Instead of becoming annoyed, Mu Qingge lowered her eyes. “That’s why I…”

Dong! Dong! Dong!

The sudden drum beats interrupted Mu Qingge’s unspoken words.

“What’s going on?” Mu Ge asked with raised brows as she looked out the tent, towards the direction of the drums.

Mu Qingge bit her lower lip and replied, “That’s the drum beat for a military gathering. It must be my grandfather’s order.”

Before the sound of these words dissipated, Mu Ge saw the tent’s curtain opened from the outside. Two lightly-armored, tense soldiers appeared before her.

The tips of her eyebrows rose again. Mu Ge didn’t speak.

“My lord, the General has asked for you,” both said.

In the army, they were still more accustomed to addressing Mu Xiong as General.

Mu Ge licked her lips and leaped to her feet. She casually flicked her slightly wrinkled clothes before walking out of the tent with her back straightened.

Her steps were unhurried and her head held high as though she couldn’t allow herself to flinch even if there was a sea of fire and swords in front of her.

The two soldiers, who had been ordered to come for her, exchanged looks at each other. There was surprise in their eyes. This person standing in front of them was somewhat different from the young lord they were familiar with.

He actually didn’t rebuke them?

He was walking out on his own accord?

The two soldiers thought to themselves with grief and anger, ‘Young lord, shouldn’t you be scolding us with your finger pointed at the tip of our noses, then kicking us a couple of times, and make us kneel before you to appease you before you reluctantly moved? It’s not logical for you to be leaving so quickly! Ah!’

Unfortunately, Mu Ge couldn’t hear their inner thoughts. She followed the sound of the drums wondering what Mu Xiong was planning to do.

Step by step, Mu Ge’s eyes grew brighter and brighter.

In less than two hours, barracks had been erected systematically on the previously barren land. The guards on patrol, convert as well as undercover sentries were at their respective positions. It was clear that Mu Xiong’s ability to lead his troops had not been blown out of proportion.

The war drums stood on the open field outside the middle tent. Mu Xiong was sitting at the main seat while Prince Rui sat on his right wearing a python robe. The other officers who came with the army sat on both sides.