The cold, blood-soaked battlefield lay beneath a streak of dawn light spilling over the dense forest. In the silent field, a figure staggered to his feet, a longsword still piercing through his chest.
"Little Yan!"
Chu Yu, the bedraggled Little Princess of Chu Kingdom, revealed a look of delighted surprise when she saw him. She hurriedly leaped up from the ground and ran to his side.
"Cough, cough... Easy, easy, Princess..."
The figure clad in a mage robe nearly toppled over again after being struck by the young princess. Though his essence had grown much stronger, he had already been on the brink of death. He was currently at his weakest and needed time to rest and recuperate.
"Wuu... I'm sorry, I, I..."
Little Princess Chu Yu panicked slightly when she realized her reckless actions had worsened his injuries. After all, she was only a girl of sixteen or seventeen.
Although she had seemed calm earlier, the fact that she had rushed out at the critical moment and fought a bloody battle alongside the guards showed that she cared deeply for them.
"Right, right! The Blazing Immortal Lotus! I still have the Blazing Immortal Lotus! Little Yan, don't die..."
Little Princess Chu Yu was frantic. A glistening tear clung to her long lashes, and her face was streaked with tears. She looked unbearably pitiful, like a fragile little Angel. In a fluster, she pulled out a jade box, preparing to take out the immortal lotus inside.
"Cough, cough. Princess, my injuries are stable enough. Deal with... the situation first... Brother Chen, if you take another... step forward, don't blame me... for being ruthless..."
Little Yan tightly gripped Chu Yu's slender jade wrist, nearly leaning his entire body against the little princess. Yet Chu Yu did not care about her noble