The next day.
Having "dealt with" Prince Wen Yu, Wang Shouzhe was casually reading in his study as if nothing had happened.
Jiang Mu Xian was as usual attending to him by brewing tea and lighting incense.
Her movements were still skilled and quick without any mistakes, yet her whole demeanor seemed drained, with faint tears at the corners of her eyes.
"What's wrong with Mu Xian?" Wang Shouzhe put down his book and asked with slight concern, "Could it be that you've encountered some trouble?"
"My lord…" In the next instant, Jiang Mu Xian couldn't control her tears anymore as she spoke in grievance, "I just feel too useless, my lord's efforts have been in vain, and I have no confidence at all in this Four Corners Battle."
