After Xiao Yan finished speaking, she walked toward Huang Xiao and Zhao Yuankan.
"Greetings, Miss Xiao!" Zhao Yuankan and Huang Xiao said with smiles when Xiao Yan stopped before them.
"Greetings, Your Highness, Lord Huang." Xiao Yan chuckled softly. "I am truly overwhelmed by the honor of you both accepting my invitation."
Xiao Yan's words filled the young Khitan men present with jealousy.
Not many of those present had actually spoken with Xiao Yan, and now she was chatting and laughing with the two men, making their hostility toward Huang Xiao and Zhao Yuankan even stronger.
"The honor is ours. So many people long for an invitation from you but cannot obtain one," Zhao Yuankan said with a smile.
"You are too kind, Your Highness," Xiao Yan said. "I have long heard that you excel in every form of poetry, song, and verse. Today, I shall finally have my eyes opened."
"Those are all rumors. You mustn't take them seriously. I do know, however, that you are a truly accomplished lady," Zhao Yuankan said.
"As Your Highness said, those are all rumors and cannot be trusted." Smiling, Xiao Yan turned to Huang Xiao beside Zhao Yuankan. "Lord Huang, why haven't you said anything?"
Huang Xiao had remained silent beside Zhao Yuankan. This Third Miss Xiao before him was indeed captivating, but he had not reached the point of losing his head at the sight of a beautiful woman.
The woman before him gave him an unusual feeling. She was by no means what she appeared to be on the surface. Moreover, he could tell that her martial cultivation was extraordinary, at least no weaker than You Lian'er's or Zhao Xin'er's.
How could such a woman be ordinary?
He now counted as Zhao Yuankan's subordinate, so naturally Zhao Yuankan took precedence