He mouthed silently, "Thank you for your hospitality."
He stepped forward and sprinted toward the man galloping toward him. His striking appearance drew the attention of Western Regions men and Great Chu soldiers wherever he passed.
The Western Regions men seethed with rage. What sort of deity was this? He was clearly a demon! He had infiltrated their ranks and conned their prince. How infuriating, how hateful!
The lackey from the Central Plains failed to react at first, but when he saw the prince fall, he hurriedly helped him up and pressed a hand over his bleeding neck.
Ruthis raised his eyelids. Everyone expected him to be furious, yet he smiled instead, his face pale. "How very interesting."
"Retreat. They haven't brought many men, but they're agile and have a strategy. We're at a disadvantage."
"But Prince, we can't retreat. It's true they haven't brought many men here, but that's because not all of them came. Some have already blocked every escape route."
Ruthis froze for a moment at those words, then immediately curled his lips into another smile. "Is God on their side this time?"
"So what? I believe only in God Lucy."
As he spoke, he pulled a ribbon from his clothing, bound the wound on his neck, and stood. His pale face seemed to have regained much of its color.
"Prince, are... are you all right?"
Surely that was impossible. Although the slash lacked an assassin's ruthlessness and had not been fatal, he should not have been in this condition.
This prince was truly formidable.
Shen Yangge was not much of a fighter. He stumbled awkwardly through the crowd, narrowly avoiding the Western Regions men's blades several times. Fortunately, the Great Chu soldiers fought desperately to protect him and delivered him unharmed to a spot not