Princess

Zhao Xuan looked at the little girl again. Her eyes were crystal clear, as though the contempt from earlier had merely been a trick of his vision.

But Zhao Xuan was certain it had not been an illusion. Could someone whose spiritual cultivation rivaled that of a mind-type Titled Douluo possibly be seeing things? Saying so would be utterly laughable, and the truth was even less likely.

Thus, Zhao Xuan had no choice but to reassess the little girl before him. She wore an elaborate Lolita-style dress covered in intricate patterns. Her complexion was somewhat pale, as if she had been ill for a long time.

She was looking at Zhao Xuan as well, her large blue eyes blinking with curiosity.

Just then, an anxious cry came from nearby. "Princess, how could you run off by yourself? His Highness said you must remain in the castle and recuperate."

A flicker of fear crossed the little girl's eyes before she waved her hand. "I know, Guli!"

The newcomer was a maid dressed in a traditional maid uniform. Her skirt was long, and she looked young and beautiful. She was also a soul master, with strength around that of a Soul Elder.

After running over, Guli pulled the little girl behind her and looked at Zhao Xuan warily. "Who are you? Why are you here?"

Zhao Xuan did not answer. Instead, he looked at the little girl behind her with astonishment in his eyes.

This little girl was actually a princess?!

Seeing that Zhao Xuan did not respond, Guli became even more guarded. Then, as if recalling something, she frowned and asked Zhao Xuan, "Are you a contestant in the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament?"

"This is a restricted area. Please return to your academy's camp immediately, or your academy