Nanli cast a cold glance at him, saying, "We agreed on three days. If it's even one day or an hour less, it doesn't count as three days."
Qi Hong, frustrated and fuming, glared hard at her.
He Qinian, startled by the intensity, scurried aside and whispered timidly, "Ruler, he... he looks so fierce, like he's about to kill someone."
"Ignore him," Nanli said. "He wouldn't dare make a move here."
And she was right.
Qi Hong wouldn't act in front of Chu Yan, nor would he humiliate himself by picking a fight with Nanli. So, he could only stand there and glare.
Before Chu Yan lay down, seeing that the silence talisman on Qi Hong hadn't been removed, he said, "You don't need to worry. I can endure it."
Qi Hong's eyes flickered, filled with anguish for Chu Yan. But since it was his own fault, the cause of all this suffering, his nose tingled with emotion. He could only nod and stand by quietly, watching without disturbing Nanli.