Yan Hai’an and Sun Yan didn’t like one another since the first time they met, but one had consciences while the other had strategies, so they could only deal with each other while pretending to be friendly. Sun Yan: Hmph, be a little cleverer. Yan Hai’an: Oh, such a hypocrite. Mo Yisheng: … you two, calm down. This is actually such a story; the thief took a fancy to the princess in the tower and had to confront the guarding dragon. Sun Yan: Have you read fairy tales? How can I be a thief? Ah? I’m more like a prince. Yan Hai’an: Who is the dragon? Mo Yisheng: … am I the princess? ? ? ? ? ?