The pavilion fell into a temporary silence.

Was this an attempt to make her submit?

Aghia slightly furrowed her brows, gazing at Dujuan. After a while, she extended her hand, ready to take the golden hairpins.

Dujuan bowed her head in continued respect, yet Beauty Yun couldn’t hold back any longer. Her fingers twisted the handkerchief into a knot, a look of satisfaction gracing her face beneath the shade of the curtain.

Aghia smiled, ...