"I'm not conflicted."
Ji Shu said blandly:
"I never intended to kneel to you, Hong Qian."
He, Ji Shu, could kneel to heaven, kneel to earth, kneel to his parents. But who else was worthy?
At the very least, Hong Qian was not worthy of making him kneel!
"You—you're outrageous!"
A flush rose to Hong Qian's pretty face, and fury burned in her eyes. She was plainly beside herself with anger.
"I came all the way from Chang'an to recruit you. Is this the attitude you show me?"
"Thank you for thinking highly of me, Ninth Princess."
Ji Shu said calmly:
"I've grown used to freedom and do not wish to be bound. I appreciate Ninth Princess's kindness, but let us leave the matter of recruitment at that."
"You—you!"
Hong Qian was furious beyond measure.
Since childhood, she had always gotten whatever she wanted. No one had ever dared defy her! With a crook of her finger, who knew how many talented young men would feverishly kneel before her?
She had come to recruit Ji Shu full of confidence this time, ultimately because she had heard of his exploits. She felt that if she could bring such a martial arts master under her command, it would bring her great prestige. Even a figure renowned throughout the martial world could fall beneath her pomegranate skirt—what hero in the future would not be won over by her?
In the Blue Star world, the Ninth Princess had always been surrounded by attendants. After coming to the world of The Smiling, Proud Wanderer, she was likewise followed by crowds of admirers! Living amid flowers and applause, she had never taken Ji Shu seriously. She believed that if she personally stepped in, capturing him would be as easy as reaching into a bag. Who could