The servants and slaves weren't brought to the Guanhe Platform; they were all left in the gardens of Fengcheng.
His gaze swept over a hulking man with braided hair, a masked person riding a green-maned horse, and a beautiful woman on a white steed, her head adorned with a silver crown that swayed.
Numerous knights guarded them.
The man with braids seemed to be telling an amusing story, laughing heartily.
Jiang Wang thought that those who had gone to feast in Qi Country's mansion might be these very people.
The so-called Shepherd Kingdom Princess, he merely glanced at her, appreciating the legendary azure eyes without offense. It was the masked person he studied more closely; the bronze mask, carved in the visage of a demon, had some interesting patterns.
"What you staring at?"
The braided man suddenly turned his head, glaring at him with a fierce momentum.
On any ordinary day, Jiang Wang would have merely laughed it off. There was no need for major conflict over a few words.
