The Princess Is Still Waiting For Me

The cavalryman took the lead to cup his hands together, "We'll heed the Marquis's commands and follow your guide!"

With his shout, a hundred voices echoed.

The soldiers didn't dare to be negligent anymore and addressed the marquis as their master.

However, the tall and skinny man who had fallen to the ground had hatred in his eyes.

Who could tolerate the feud of losing their fingers?!

He scolded angrily with a red face, "Doesn't Marquis Yongye feel guilty for doing this? You're strict with us, but you can't follow the same rules yourself. How laughable! Didn't you also talk to the woman who came to look for you as if no one was around?"

Ye Siming looked down at him, his gaze cold and suffused with a freezing coldness.

He smiled gently and everyone felt the hair on the back of their necks stand on end. They had a bad feeling.