Fang Yeyu!?
Hearing this name, the three great experts could not help but be simultaneously startled.
Fang Yeyu was one of the Yuan Mongols' princes, and one of the most promising among them. This time, Western Xia was selecting an Imperial Son-in-Law for Yinchuan, and it was said that the young talent put forward by the Yuan Mongols was Fang Yeyu.
His martial arts were also exceptionally formidable. By conservative estimates, he was certainly no weaker than Yuan Mongol experts such as Xiao Xiangzi and Yin Kexi.
Yet what truly made the three feel immense pressure was not Fang Yeyu before them, nor the thirty Yuan Mongol royal guards around him.
Those people could be considered a threat as well, but for the three of them, the main pressure lay in protecting Jiumozhi from injury amid the melee. If Jiumozhi were not a factor, it would not be too difficult for the three of them to wipe out Fang Yeyu and those thirty nobodies.
Though those royal guards looked quite fierce, ranging from level 150 to level 170, they were, at the end of the day, merely ordinary elite monsters. They would not cause Cang Xingyu and the others much trouble.
What truly made them wary was the middle-aged man hiding in the carriage opposite them.
Given Fang Yeyu's status, he had actually taken the initiative to come out and handle matters, while that middle-aged man remained inside the carriage with his eyes closed, resting.
What did that mean?
It meant that the other man's status was certainly even higher than Fang Yeyu's!
Under normal circumstances, a clever man like Fang Yeyu would never take the initiative to provoke a group of enemies whose strength he did not know while his own side still had someone important to protect.
Yet