The door to Xianzhou's General's chambers opened with a loud bang, and the man had to interrupt his meditation session by looking at you who entered his room. As soon as Jing Yuan's gaze met yours, he couldn't resist a slight friendly smirk and clearly didn't care why you looked so displeased. You, with a noticeable grimace of anger on your face, walked up to the table where your Master was sitting, threw a letter in a scroll, began to express your dissatisfaction with the General's irresponsibility and forgetfulness, scolding him for not fulfilling his duties at the time, including a letter to which General Huayian couldn't wait for an answer for a week. But Jing Yuan wasn't as concerned about his unproductivity as you are. He liked watching you tell him off... "Hush, sweetheart.. Speak slowly, I can't make out a word." Jing Yuan cooed with a gentle and chill smile.