The night is getting deeper. The tall and magnificent opera house has been intoxicated by the glamour.

The atmosphere of the prom reached a climax, and even Captain Dodim was pulled out by Maggie and writhed awkwardly on the dance floor. Although Dodim's dancing style is indeed worse than Quill's, his advantage in appearance is too obvious, and his popularity is a hundred times greater than that ugly guy with scars on his face. It didn't take long for several enthusiastic female soldiers to get to the captain and snatch Meggie's place.

After adding three rounds of steaks, the well-fed Ao Wu secretly escaped impatiently, leaving Qi Lang there alone. Although Qi Lang also wants to escape from this noisy place, he can't ignore it as dashing as Owu, because he is also tasked with keeping Prince Marcus safe. Although there are many masters here, unless the dragon army sends ten teams of men and horses at once, there is a chance to smuggle the fat crown prince away, but in order to prevent Felix and the others from seizing the opportunity to make a small report, Qi Lang still has to stick to his post.

But just because you can't get away doesn't mean you have to stay at the table and suffer. Anyway, no one noticed him as an outsider, and Qi Lang deserted smoothly, avoiding the lively crowd and escaping to a secluded place.

At the exits of the opera house on all sides, a tall platform area protrudes, which offers a bird's-eye view of the entire dance floor and borders the fresh air outside, which is exactly the place that Qi Lang has chosen. Leaning on the rusty steel fence, the noisy music was much quieter, and Qi Lang could enjoy the full moon in the sky by himself.

The first kings of the Luman Empire did choose a good day to ascend the throne, and during the Holy King Festival, it was often the day when the moon was the largest and fullest in the year. The large disc hung in the sky with a flawless white glow, like a curious ghost probing his brain, eager to join in the noise of the world below.

In Qi Lang's opinion, that round of the moon should be a little lonely, just like himself at this moment, his heart is empty, as if something is missing in the depths of his soul.

He's missing something. Just a few months ago, Qi Lang had a good friend living in his soul - the low-voiced, deceitful snow wolf......

Captain Dodim had just inadvertently brought up Snow Wolf Canyon and said that Prince Marcus was likely to run there and get the wolves in trouble. But what trouble could they have? No visitor would threaten their dominance, for the foggy canyon had long since become their territory, and always would be. But Iglo no longer belongs to Snow Wolf Canyon, he has broken away from that savage group and walked into the soul of a warrior to embark on a journey with him.

But where has that nasty guy been now? He's been away for a long time, not to mention sending a letter back, doesn't he know that his buddies will need to talk to him once in a while?

Iglu's expression was serious when they parted, as if there was a serious problem that had plagued him for a long time. Qi Lang hoped that it was not the fact that Iglo finally realized that he was a wolf, and deliberately wanted to leave himself behind and find a more imposing partner covered in hair.

Qi Lang really thinks that Iglo is a wonderful partner now, and if he was there, this ball probably wouldn't have become so disgusting, because he could be a dance partner with Iglu, even if he didn't go to the dance floor, just on this platform, with the moonlight, dancing around one man and one wolf, how interesting would that be?

Just as Qi Lang was lying on the railing in a quiet daze, the sound of soft footsteps sounded behind him. Click...... The voices approached step by step, and there was a tinkling sound among them, presumably some beautiful charm hanging from her body colliding with each other in the shaking.

Qi Lang took his thoughts back and slowly turned around.

Of course, Qi Lang didn't have to prepare for battle, because he had already felt it, it was Joanna. She had been dancing on the high platform for an hour, and she must have been exhausted. But somehow, she found it - I hope she wasn't here to demonstrate.

"So you're here, Sergeant Qi Lang. Joanna had a smile on her face, but Qi Lang didn't think it was kindness, because the mockery in her eyes couldn't have been more obvious. "Let me guess why our sturdy warrior is running away from the crowd?" she tilted her head deliberately, as if in deep thought.

Qi Lang stood there without saying a word. Truth be told, he hadn't figured out how to fight back, for Joanna was right—he did—he did, and he didn't like the joy of the people at this point. He was not familiar with that kind of atmosphere, and even a little disgusted. In Qi Lang's opinion, at this time of year, the soldiers should not have any joyful actions, because the big war is just around the corner, and the executioners of the Otto Empire are probably swinging their swords at the innocent refugees!

Seeing Qi Lang frowning slightly, Joanna suddenly let out an exclamation: "I guessed that the reason why you ran away is because you are very lost. Am I right, Sergeant Qi Lang, my proud instructor?"

Qi Lang wanted to laugh lightly as a riposte, but he found it difficult and he couldn't laugh. So he asked with a tense face: "Why should I be lost?"

A complicated emotion flashed in Joanna's eyes, but when Qi Lang wanted to take a closer look, he found that the mocking attitude had reoccupied those pale blue eyes. She said mysteriously, "You are lost because of ...... You didn't invite any of your dance partners. ”

Qi Lang clasped his hands in front of his chest: "This is ridiculous, why do I need a dance partner?" Qi Lang felt that his retort made a lot of sense, because he was sure that he didn't feel the slightest bit lost because of this. Sure, he wanted to dance with Iglu, but that didn't mean he needed a serious dance partner...... Qi Lang suddenly realized that Joanna's ridicule was reasonable, so he couldn't help himself and shot back: "By the way, I noticed that your dance partner is quite good, you must have put a lot of effort on his shoulder, right?"

Joanna was silent for a moment, her brow slowly shrinking, and it seemed that her noble and elegant demeanor was about to leave her. However, Qi Lang didn't feel sorry for angering Joanna, because she provoked it first. She should have honestly sat across from the fat prince and continued her hypocritical, stiff smile. But she wanted to run here to find trouble, and who did she complain about, she brought it on herself!

Sure enough, Joanna snorted angrily, and then uttered the most vicious curse: "What a sad rite of passage, you coward! You will regret that you could not hold the prettiest girl and dance a waltz! I promise you that for the rest of your life you will remember this pitiful moment from time to time, and you will regret it forever!"

But this curse is not a big problem, Qi Lang was not provoked, but laughed easily: "The most beautiful girl, the most beautiful girl I have ever seen, I may never have mentioned it to you, that girl is the princess of the Mingyu Kingdom, her name is Mi Rong, and we have a good relationship." I also treated her injuries and she helped me a lot......"

Qi Lang was hesitating to use his imagination a little more, but he was pleasantly surprised to find that he had already successfully fought back against the noble young lady just after saying this.

Joanna's face was flushed, and her eyes were a little red, and she looked like she was about to cry.

What's going on here?

Qi Lang stopped, he probably sensed that his words were a little hurtful, to be honest, he didn't know why he wanted to give her such a blow, he definitely didn't want to hurt her in his heart, especially on this occasion, she must not cry.

But she held back. Although it was a bit difficult, the original gamble saved Qi Lang this trouble. Joanna managed to control her emotions - she fired on her firepower and snorted angrily: "Who do you think you are? I wish you could see how you behave at the dinner table, there is no more shameful person in the world than you! You are ugly, you have no manners, you don't know etiquette, and you ...... It's rude!"

"Really?" Qi Lang shrugged lightly, "I can only say that you are right, this kind of occasion is not for people like us. I wish we would never go through a rite of passage again. ”

"You're such a bastard!" was Joanna's farewell message.

But Qi Lang didn't lose his politeness: "Thank you for your evaluation." Have fun, dear miss. ”

Joanna walked down, snorting and striding with a grunt, her wide skirt dragging to the ground, sweeping away the confetti of colour scattered everywhere like a broom, clearing an ugly, gray pathway.

Qi Lang recalled in his mind, when Joanna walked on the dance floor, she was very elegantly carrying her skirt, but what has become of her now, where has her demeanor gone?

Either way, Joanna was defeated in the end. She called in. The rare silence returned to the platform, and Qi Lang leaned back on the railing, still waiting for the night to pass soon.

Joanna's assessment is probably quite reasonable, she must have been observing for a long time before she came to such a conclusion. Qi Lang thought back to it sentence by sentence, and there was one thing he felt necessary to check with Jira and them afterwards - where his food was ugly, and didn't the soldiers all gobble up like that?