He was tall enough to be on par with the black-clad woman on horseback. He reached out, intending to touch her delicate face. The black-clad woman let out a soft cry, leaped from the horse, and moved backward. After creating distance, she flicked a whip through the air, striking the man's arm. A sharp crack echoed, sparks flew, and he cried out in pain, clutching his wrist and leaping high.
This whip was even more formidable than Daji's! And judging by the sparks, it was definitely a magical art! Capable of freezing the ground and striking fire, this fellow had mastered two of the five elements – truly impressive!
I quickly hid myself, my heart pounding. Fortunately, my Gale Force Technique was fast enough to allow me to conceal myself in advance; otherwise, I would have been discovered. The black-clad woman had almost found me earlier.
At this moment, a small squadron of black-clad cavalry thundered from the direction of the Three Yin Hall.
"You scoundrel, daring to flirt with our princess! You're asking for death!" Several cavalrymen dismounted, drawing their weapons and pointing them at the man.
A hint of anger flickered across the man's face. "How dare you, you dog-like servant! You dare point your weapon at this general! Do you know who I am?"
One of the cavalrymen snorted coldly, "Who cares who you are? Since you've angered our princess today, you won't be leaving alive!"
The general sneered, "Very well, if you have the guts, come at me!"
The black-clad cavalrymen were eager to fight, preparing to attack.
"Hold!" The black-clad woman suddenly stopped her guards. Her beautiful, almond-shaped eyes showed a flicker of hesitation. She must have guessed that this seemingly frivolous man was trouble.
"You all step down. This matter has nothing to do with you."
"Princess!" The cavalrymen were greatly alarmed and tried to dissuade her.
"Step down!" The black-clad woman waved her long whip, scolding them.
From behind the trees, I watched in amazement. I had initially thought this black-clad woman would be fierce to the extreme, ordering her cavalry to attack. I never expected her to be so kind and benevolent, willing to face an ominous figure alone rather than implicate her subordinates.
However, thinking about it, those cavalrymen were no ordinary soldiers. I had a general understanding of the rebel army's ranks and armor levels from these battles. These men were all high-ranking cavalry officers. And they had just called this black-clad woman "Princess." Could it be that she was the daughter of the rebel leader?
But I didn't even know who the rebel leader was yet!
The cavalrymen glanced at their princess, then reluctantly retreated to the side, though they still surrounded the man to prevent his escape.
The black-clad woman put away her whip and looked up at the man, asking coldly, "Who are you exactly? What are you doing at the Three Yin Hall?"
The man chuckled, rubbing his hands. "My surname is Han. I've been sent by my father, the Emperor, to marry you and bring you home to the Three Yin Hall. Please accompany me."
"Get lost!" The black-clad woman snorted, her demeanor distant.
A troubled expression appeared on the Han-named man's face. "Alas, my dear wife, I, a prince of the Great Qi Empire, a noble of imperial blood, and you are so unappreciative? You know my father's temper. I've been ordered to fetch you; can you truly bear to embarrass your husband?"
The man's face was filled with a fawning smile, as radiant as a blooming chrysanthemum.
Ah, so this fellow was the prince and son of the rebel leader. Mentioning Great Qi made me understand. When I was at Er Qi City, I overheard ministers discussing the "pseudo-King of Qi" on occasion. That should refer to the rebel leader, surnamed Han? I wonder if this rebel leader is also a famous historical figure.
To be honest, this Prince Han was indeed very handsome. Whether in the underworld or the mortal realm, or even among demons, it would be hard to find someone more handsome than him. He was about two meters thirty or forty tall, with a perfectly proportioned physique. As an old man peeking from the side, I found him more and more pleasing to the eye. He looked like a prince charming from a celebrity drama, an enhanced version.
He was a prince, and she was a princess. From their conversation, they were definitely not siblings. This woman was likely the daughter of the person in charge of the Three Yin Hall, and perhaps she had also been granted a title. That's why she's called a princess, just like Li Yuanhao was enfeoffed as the King of Xiliang. If one was enfeoffed as a King, their daughter could at most be called a Junzhu (Commandery Princess).
A prince proposing marriage, though his sincerity was lacking, he was certainly handsome. However, the black-clad princess showed no signs of yielding. Instead, she snorted, "Is my marriage something you can decide? Get lost!"