Before half an hour had passed, Huangfu Wuliang returned. Venerable Yanjin merely followed quietly behind him, but Chu Wensheng was nowhere to be seen. The one who came again was the Dagan Imperial Clan's Grand Elder, Chu Wenhao.
"Look, he's back! Wait, why does he look completely fine? No way!"
"What are you thinking? How could Princess Shenxi lose?"
"But why isn't Xing Wang of Great Feng injured at all? Did they not fight? Could it be that this prince of Great Feng got scared and didn't dare fight?"
"You Dagan people are full of shit! How could Prince be afraid!"
"Could he be putting on an act? Holding on just to save face?"
Huangfu Wuliang strolled through the rain, his princely robes still imposing. Not to mention injuries, there was not even a single crease in his clothes. His aura was calm and steady, seemingly unchanged. He did not look like someone who had just gone through a battle at all.
This bearing left everyone astonished, and they all began guessing what exactly had happened in that unseen match.
"What happened?"
Fourth Prince and Prince An, Chu Xuan'an, were equally baffled.
The Divine Kingdom woman beside Chu Xuan'an merely raised her head for a glance before losing interest. She said softly, "No need to guess. Huangfu Wuliang lost, and he lost thoroughly. Dagan's Princess Shenxi truly lives up to her reputation!"
Though the woman appeared unconcerned, her eyes shifted unpredictably as she lowered her head. Clearly, she had plans of her own.
Likewise, Second Prince and Prince Chen, Chu Xuantian, sat by the window of a tall building. Beside him stood a man with a sword on his back. The man examined the scene again and again before finally speaking.
"Prince, Huangfu Wuliang should have lost. His methods are