Time Travelling: My Love from the Royal Family

In the Joy Club, the shopkeeper, Savion Qian, looked at the crowd in embarrassment.

"It's late now and Her Highness hasn't come yet. Maybe she won't come." Some of the employees were losing their patience. "We might as well call it a day and go home."

Savion Qian also wanted to call it a day, but he knew Harper could not be trifled with. She had a reputation to keep up. They couldn't leave until the club closed, and if they did, she would be sure to punish them.

"Let's wait until the door is closed," Savion Qian said after some hesitation. "Her Highness is bound to come. She said she would come in a while. Let's just wait until closing time, and if there's still no sign of her, then let's go home."

The employees all accepted his suggestion, and each of them found a place to sit down. So when Harper arrived at last, she saw everyone sitting around the club and looking idle. When Savion Qian saw her, his eyes lit up and he said in a purposefully loud voice, "Your Highness, you are finally here!"

At his voice rang out, most of the employees stood up and bowed to her. Only a few still sat on the chairs in a lazy manner, squinting at her. They didn't seem to take her seriously.

"Savion, is everyone here?" Harper asked.

"Yes, except for Brown! His mother is sick. He is taking care of her at home," Savion Qian hastened to explain.

Harper nodded and her gaze swept over all the workers in the room, until it finally landed on the few individuals who were still sitting on their chairs, with their legs crossed. "Pay them what they are owed and ask them to leave," she ordered.

Savion Qian was a bit hesitant to do that. "Your Hig

tertwining, and it seemed that some strangers were about to make their move. Normally, such a disturbance would have attracted the patrol guards, but not even one guard came to this street.

"Find where Harper Chu is!" the leading assassin in black ordered hoarsely. After the lights went out, they had lost track of Harper and his men started disappearing, one after the other, which made him extremely worried. He could tell that there was something unknown in the darkness.

The assassin had perfect confidence in his ability to hide. Hiding on a tree, he had the advantage of a commanding position overlooking the ground below and should have been able to take control of the situation with ease, but he had no idea that those flexible willow twigs would be transformed into sharp swords and pierce his body.

"How can it be?" The assassin lowered his head and found that Harper had already reached the willow tree where he was hiding, her hands placed on the trunk. Blood dripped down the tree from the branches, but none of it fell on her body.

Harper withdrew her hands and those willow twigs that had been transformed into sharp swords a moment ago became harmless twigs again, swaying in the wind. Only the blood stains that remained hinted that the flexible twigs could be turned into deadly weapons.

Bang! When the assassin's body fell from the tree, Harper had already disappeared, and the whole street went back to normal, with only the gasps of Fred and Forsythia to be heard.

"Your Highness, where are you?" Forsythia called anxiously.

A lamp was lit. Harper stood not far away, her clothes still clean. "I'm here. Let's walk home now."