By evening, Xiang An's army had already made camp in a county town not far from Dongyang City.
He was currently staring at Wei Hao with a stern expression, making Wei Hao a little nervous.
Xiang An felt that it was not quite right to keep staring at him, so he coughed twice and walked out of the command tent, seemingly to get some fresh air.
Wei Hao finally let out a breath of relief, inwardly wondering, Did I do something today? The general has been glaring at me for nearly ten minutes.
Standing outside the tent flap, Xiang An wiped his face and blinked his dry eyes twice.
Liao Ye popped out from who knew where and sidled up beside Xiang An.
"Lord Xiang An, how was it? Did you ask?"
".Ask what?" Xiang An looked at Liao Ye helplessly. "Xiao Ye, aren't you being a little too vigilant?"
"Uh..." Liao Ye froze awkwardly and scratched the back of his head.
"My fourth sister is so pretty and so capable. Isn't it only normal that lots of people would like her?" Xiang An sighed with his hands on his hips, shaking his head. "You really are something."
"Then, Lord Xiang An, what do you think of this Wei Hao..." Liao Ye pursed his lips and pointed into the tent.
Xiang An decisively shook his head. "No way. He's too old, and he isn't even good-looking. He's not worthy of our Little Four."
"Alright, Brother, stop worrying about my marriage." Just then, Zi Juan's helpless voice drifted over.
"Oh, Little Four, you were here." Xiang An immediately walked over as if nothing had happened.
"So what were you two talking about just now?" Zi Juan narrowed her eyes halfway and looked at Xiang An suspiciously, then shot Liao Ye a