"Tong Li!" Zhao Zhuzhen glared furiously at Tong Li.
The sharp, synchronized sound of blades being drawn immediately rang out through Pacifying Sea Tower. Every guard had pulled out a military saber, ready to strike and kill at any moment.
Even those who did not know Zhao Zhuzhen could now guess her identity.
Shi Dehong said, "A woman leading imperial guards on a journey, and one so young at that—there is likely only one person in Jing Kingdom: the current monarch's aunt, Grand Princess Zhao Hongzhuang. However, I hear that Your Highness prefers to be addressed as the Eldest Princess, so that is what we shall call you."
"Greetings, Eldest Princess!"
Since Shi Dehong had exposed her identity, everyone had no choice but to bow and offer their greetings.
"You may all simply regard me as Zhao Zhuzhen," Zhao Hongzhuang said.
"Tong Li, withdraw at once!" Prefect Dong shouted.
Tong Li stared fixedly at Fang Yun. "You destroyed my Sacred Way. Do you dare to wager with me? If you truly are a scholar, if you truly have confidence, then why not give me a chance to defeat you? What are you afraid of?"
"Tong Li, are you sure you want to seek your own death?" Fang Yun asked.
"Shi Dehong is right. If I cannot defeat you, then the greater your achievements become, the more unstable my Literary Palace will grow, until one day it shatters! But I want to join Shi Dehong in this wager. You must defeat both of us for it to count as your victory. If you defeat only one, it is merely a draw. How about it?" Tong Li had already become like a demon possessed, because he knew this was his only chance.
Shi Dehong no longer cared that Tong Li had addressed