The Jin cavalrymen were all tall and powerfully built, with an innate air of ferocity about them. Though there were only a few dozen riders, standing together they seemed to possess the momentum of an army of thousands, frightening the surrounding people into keeping their distance.
The Yellow-robed Woman sighed and murmured, "No wonder the court kept losing to the Jin Dynasty. The Jurchen founded their nation on martial prowess; they truly cannot be underestimated."
Song Qingshu smiled faintly. Judging by these riders' attire, they were the Zhongyi Army he had selected from among the elite and established in recent years. Naturally, their quality far surpassed that of ordinary cavalrymen.
Xue Pan was much more thick-skinned. He quietly nudged Xue Baochai. "Sis, that pretty boy looks even fairer and more delicate than you."
Xue Baochai was speechless. "She's a woman disguised as a man." Having come from the Imperial City Department, how could she fail to see through that?
"A woman disguised as a man?" Xue Pan's eyes immediately lit up. "She looks this handsome in men's clothes—how amazing must she be in women's clothes? But why does she seem a little familiar?"
Xue Baochai spat lightly. "Are you the sort who thinks every pretty woman looks familiar?"
Song Qingshu secretly found it amusing. This time, Xue Baochai had wronged her brother. Of course Xue Pan found the other person familiar—he had met her once at Lou Wai Lou in Lin'an. Back then, captivated by her beauty, Xue Pan had foolishly tried to play the hero and save the damsel, only to be kicked flying by the Xuanming Elders.
That handsome youth was none other than Wanyan Chongjie. She had inherited her mother's beauty and even surpassed her. Over the past two years, she had grown increasingly radiant. Even dressed