"Be careful." Pei Huaian hastily reached out and pulled Shao He over.
The man in black took the opportunity to attack Yan Ze. However, before he could touch Yan Ze, Pei Huaian fiercely kicked him away, smashing him against the wall, where he spat out fresh blood.
"Oh my, is that all the strength you have?" Yan Ze seized the chance to mock him coldly.
"Enough, cut it out. If it weren't for Huaian just now, would you still be standing here unharmed?" Shao He kindly reminded the smug onlooker.
Yan Ze, unable to touch his nose, leaned in closer and whispered, "There's no need to say it so loudly; just know it in your heart. Don't I have any pride?"
"Pride? How much is that worth in silver?"
"You..."
"Will you both ever stop?" With a glance from Pei Huaian, Yan Ze immediately held his tongue.
The Imperial Guard rushed in from outside and captured the man in black.
"Finally, a moment to rest." Shao He looked at the sky outside.
At this hour, day was about to break.
