Red Lotus Princess

Han Fei struggled to climb out of the river, his entire body soaked, a mass of wet black hair scattered over his shoulders, a look of awkwardness on his face.

After tidying his appearance slightly on the bank, Han Fei cupped his hands and said:

"So it's an expert from the Yin Yang School. I heard that five years ago, the Yin Yang School produced a remarkably talented Lord of the East. Could it be you, brother?"

"Yes."

Wang Shu didn't hide his identity. For someone as intelligent as Han Fei, there was no need to conceal it.

Although the two had just met by chance, they were both young talents, especially with their excellent looks, so there was naturally a bit of comparison between them.

Han Fei guessed Wang Shu's identity at once, taking the initiative in their conversation.

Wang Shu naturally wouldn't let him have his way, saying:

"Han Fei, a student of the Confucian ancestor Xunzi. This is within the territory of Han State. Rumor has it that King An of Han's nine sons went out to study many years ago.

Now that Han State is in turmoil, if there isn't someone with the same name, you must be that ninth son."

Han Fei's expression changed slightly, not expecting Wang Shu to recognize his identity at a glance, truly a meticulous mind.

"The ninth son of the King of Han!"

Upon hearing this, Flame Spirit Ji suddenly erupted with an astonishing killing intent.

In her eyes, all the dignitaries of Han State deserved to die, especially those of the royal family.

Five years ago, King An of Han broke his promise and led troops to attack Baiyue, ruthlessly slaughtering the people of Baiyue, staining the land of Baiyue with blood, leaving behind piles of bones, and endless lingering grievances. For years, the land of Baiyue had been barren, becoming an ominous place.

Han Fei was frightened by Flame Spirit Ji's killing intent, breaking out in cold sweat, as if his head would fall at any moment.

On a nearby bluestone, inside the package Han Fei carried, a series of crisp sword sounds rang out.

Wang Shu glanced over, knowing this was the protective sword spirit Ni Lin's way of protecting its master.

He reached out and placed his hand on Flame Spirit Ji's soft, smooth shoulder, telling her not to be impulsive, and said:

"Vengeance has its source, debts have their debtor."

Looking at her Master, Flame Spirit Ji's fierce aura suddenly subsided, and although her gaze towards Han Fei lacked killing intent, it was still unkind.

In this chaotic era, few of those lords and their descendants were good people.

Han Fei didn't believe that someone he had never met would erupt with such intense killing intent towards him, so there must be some connection between them.

His gaze touched Flame Spirit Ji, his eyes showing a hint of appreciation.

But when he saw the ancient patterns on her fair, smooth skin exposed outside her fiery red dress, his pupils contracted slightly, as if he understood Flame Spirit Ji's actions.

Han Fei's expression became solemn, and he said:

"Could it be that this lady is a remnant of Baiyue!"

"So you know, do you want to exterminate us?"

A scorching golden flame appeared in Flame Spirit Ji's palm, the bright fire illuminating her beautiful and delicate face as clear as glass, like a beautiful flame Elf being born.

A pair of foxy, watery eyes held a captivating charm.

But Han Fei was not fortunate enough to enjoy this kind of beauty, he was afraid of being burned to ashes by the girl in front of him.

"Miss misunderstands, my King indeed did wrong regarding the Baiyue matter, but my King's decisions are not something we ministers can decide.

Regarding the Baiyue matter, I feel very regretful. After I return to Han State, I will definitely give an explanation to the remaining Baiyue survivors," Han Fei said.

"Why should I believe you? You are all birds of a feather," Flame Spirit Ji said.

"Empty words are indeed hard to believe, Miss Flame, time is the best witness. Why don't we wait patiently? Please give Han Fei a chance," Han Fei said, a confident smile on his face.

It must be said that Han Fei does indeed possess a personal charm that ordinary people do not have. It makes people try to believe him and be infected by his qualities.

Flame Spirit Ji was initially very hostile to the people of Han State, especially the dog officials of Han State!

But after being fooled by Han Fei, the hostility in her heart gradually disappeared.

"Han Fei, even if you return to Han State now, do you think you can change this country that has rotted to its roots?" Wang Shu asked.

"Some things, if you don't do them, you'll never know if they're feasible," Han Fei said.

"Now Han State already has a Crown Prince, and the Fourth Prince Han Yu is also eyeing the throne, controlling various forces. You are entering that vortex of power struggle alone, aren't you afraid of being reduced to bones?" Wang Shu said.

"No matter how turbulent the vortex is, there are always places it cannot reach or destroy. The key is how to find that point of balance," Han Fei said.

"Is that so! Then I'll really wait and see," Wang Shu said with a smile.

"If I can survive in that power vortex and pull out the rotten roots.

Will Lord of the East agree to a small request from me?" Han Fei asked.

"Tell me about it!" Wang Shu felt things were getting interesting.

"Lord of the East is the number one expert in the Yin Yang School besides that mysterious Eastern Emperor, and his status is extremely noble.

I haven't thought of that request yet, but the answer will be revealed soon," Han Fei said, deliberately keeping it a secret.

Wang Shu didn't need to guess to know Han Fei's little thoughts, it was nothing more than trying to win him over.

However, if he wanted to obtain the key to the Azure Dragon Seven Constellations, he also needed Han Fei's identity as a cover.

He couldn't possibly run to the Imperial Palace alone to rob King An of Han, right? Although he considered his martial arts to be invincible?

But he didn't want to risk being hunted down by a country and cause too much commotion.

The next journey changed from two people to three, with one more Han Fei.

Although Han Fei seemed calm and steady, he was actually a chatterbox, and he took the initiative to talk about a lot of things along the way.

And Wang Shu listened silently, occasionally uttering a brand-new vocabulary, which amazed Han Fei!

Such as prosperity, democracy...

Xin Zheng, the capital of Han State.

Compared to Xianyang of Qin Country, Xin Zheng's momentum was more than a notch weaker. Although it was a capital city, there was not a trace of happiness on the faces of the common people coming and going, it was lifeless and full of numbness.

"Get out of the way for this princess!"

A spoiled voice came from the streets of Xin Zheng, causing a flurry of chickens and dogs, and people were thrown off their feet. The entire intersection was in chaos.

In the distance, a fiery horse charged wildly, a pink figure rapidly approaching.

Han Fei, seeing this, couldn't help but cover his face, already guessing the identity of the person arriving, and smiled wryly.

Wang Shu looked up and saw a girl in a pink dress on horseback.

This girl had a slightly chubby face, her skin was delicate and flawless, as white and smooth as condensed fat.

Her long, black hair was tied up, adorned with jewel-like ornaments.

A pair of bright eyes were full of agility, giving people a feeling of willful recklessness from the inside out.

The girl dismounted and ran over quickly!

Han Fei also approached, a "kind" smile on his face.

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