In the Elegant Pavilion, just as Sun Ning and Zhao Tian were chatting idly, the warrior Zhao Tian had sent to investigate Hu Xiner walked in, cupped his fists, and said, "Young Master Zhao, I've found out..."
Zhao Tian's face lit up with joy, and he asked, "You've found out? Which beauty is in that Elegant Pavilion? Whose partner is she in the Dongzhou Academy?"
"Oh well, it doesn't matter, why should I care whose partner she is? Since this lady has caught my eye, she's mine."
"Where is the beauty?"
Zhao Tian said with glee.
The warrior said, "Young Master Zhao, don't get excited. The beauty is just an ordinary disciple, a warrior of the Southern Yard. She is not in the Elegant Pavilion; she's down in the square below."
"What? Such a great beauty is being watched like a monkey in the square? Is there no justice? Take me there immediately; I want to invite her to the Elegant Pavilion." Zhao Tian rushed out of the Elegant Pavilion.
