At Last, We Meet!
Yi Ersan turned to look at the tall and short figures approaching, and his gaze immediately turned cold.
These two were none other than two of the eight personal guards at the Crown Prince's side. The taller one was named Gao Xin, while the shorter one was named Ku Luo.
A hint of helplessness flashed through Zhao Yue's beautiful eyes. She said indifferently, "I was also ordered to come here and bring Su Jin back for the Seventeenth Prince!"
When Yi Ersan heard this, he smiled and said, "Then here's the problem. Since both your masters want to take Su Jin back, even if I hand him over, who should I give him to? How about this? Why don't you fight it out first? Once you've decided the winner, I'll hand Su Jin over to the victor. How does that sound?"
Ku Luo said expressionlessly, "Enough nonsense. Get Su Jin into our hands first, then we'll talk!"
In an instant, Gao Xin attacked, charging toward Yi Ersan.
Zhao Yue remained expressionless as waves of green mist surged from behind her and swept toward Yi Ersan.
"It's over. I've only made things worse!" Yi Ersan cried out.
Su Jin said weakly, "Even if you hadn't said that, they wouldn't have let me off easily. Little brother, thank you for coming to save me. But from the looks of things, I, Su Jin, am fated to die today. Put me down and escape on your own!"
Yi Ersan said firmly, "What are you talking about? They came here under orders, and so did I! If I put you down and ran away, how would I face His Majesty the Night Emperor when I returned? Senior Su Jin, don't worry. I'll get you out!"
Just then, several figures flickered