"What are you trying to do?"
When Cecily spoke to Nogs this time, her voice had dropped several degrees colder.
Though she still maintained respect for this elder brother... Cecily and Nogs did not actually have a good relationship.
In Cecily's eyes, Nogs had come to this exhibition wearing armor and carrying weapons. No matter how she looked at it, he did not seem to have friendly intentions.
A year ago, when Joshua was filming Avatar in the Demon Realm, Nogs's sudden appearance had nearly ruined the shoot.
"I don't know what you said to Joshua... but Cecily, stay away from him. This is a warning."
Nogs's voice was equally bone-chilling, making the Blood Clan girl listening nearby feel deeply uneasy.
Likewise, Nogs considered Cecily dangerous. The better someone understood how to wield power, the better they understood how to deceive others.
"A warning? Brother, I don't think you're qualified to give one..." Cecily had no intention of backing down.
"Your Highness Nogs, Your Highness Cecily, could you both please stop disputing Joshua's ownership? Your voices are loud enough for others in the audience to hear, and among today's visitors... I have already spotted several high-ranking figures from human nations." The Prophet interrupted the confrontation between Cecily and Nogs.
Reminded by the Prophet, Nogs rose directly from his seat and turned to look behind him.
The first person he saw was Marshal Amut of Frost Country. The marshal was dressed formally today and was walking toward his seat. Upon noticing Nogs's gaze, he politely removed his hat and gave a hat-off salute.
Nogs gave him a slight nod in return.
After several campaigns in the XueRong Mountain Range, his relationship with Marshal Amut had become something between enemies and friends.
It was hard to imagine that half a year ago,