Ao Qi stood frozen on the spot, his arms seeming to have gone limp, his waist knife falling to the ground.
"Guard Ao Qi!" someone called out from outside, inquiring about his condition.
Ao Qi made eye contact with those deep black pupils, cleared his throat, and said, "Nothing's wrong. The maidservant had too much to drink and fell into a deep sleep, but she has been awakened by me. The young lady has also settled down to sleep; you all withdraw from Changmen Academy!"
"Understood." The guards retreated one after the other.
Ao Qi's body remained stiff, and for a long time, he did not salute Pei Jue.
He was Pei Jue's nephew by marriage, so naturally, he was not as fearful as the common soldiers, but it wasn't like this before. Pei Jue was the most powerful presence in his eyes; every time he saw him, he was like a little wolf with bright eyes, wishing he could leap up and wag his tail...
This time he felt somewhat bashful.