Song Qingshu looked utterly innocent. "How is that my fault? They were the ones being unreasonable."
The newcomer was naturally the Yellow-robed Woman. With such a huge commotion here, it was impossible for the Southern Song residence not to have caught wind of it. They had merely refrained from showing themselves in keeping with their usual principle of avoiding trouble. But now that her companions were in danger, she could not simply stand by.
"You are so young, yet your martial arts are already so formidable. May I ask which renowned master you studied under?" Hulagu Khan asked.
"My master's name is not convenient to mention. I hope Prince will forgive me," the Yellow-robed Woman replied politely. Since Southern Song and the Mongol Empire had called a truce, their relations had been fairly good, and she did not wish to offend them too severely.
"Then today, I'll give the young lady some face and refrain from making things difficult for him." With Hulagu Khan's discerning eye, it was easy for him to see that the Yellow-robed Woman was a woman disguised as a man. "But he will not always be so fortunate as to hide behind a woman."
The first sentence was directed at the Yellow-robed Woman, while the latter was aimed at Song Qingshu. Clearly, he wanted the beauties present to see Song Qingshu's weak side.
Song Qingshu remained calm. "Being so arrogant makes it easy to invite disaster."
Hulagu Khan burst into laughter. "Fate is merely an excuse for the incompetence of the weak. I command a million mighty troops and countless experts. Who could possibly do anything to me?"
Worried that Song Qingshu would continue provoking the other side, the Yellow-robed Woman hurriedly pulled him away. "All right, all right. Let's go back quickly."
Song Qingshu did