"It's our people!"
The Second Prince, Gu Mu, also had a look of wild joy in his eyes, but suddenly recalled something and quickly turned his head, looking at the white-clothed young man standing with hands behind his back.
His gaze lowered.
Standing alone with hands behind his back, crouching among plum blossoms.
Gu Mu was momentarily dazed.
The surrounding commotion grew louder, and retainers rushed out from various places, all of whom bore wounds. Evidently, they had been through a fight. The martial artist Donghu Yucheng was the strongest, and he arrived the fastest. Upon charging in and seeing the Second Prince Gu Mu, he sighed with relief, half-knelt in salute, and called out longingly:
"Your Highness, I apologize for my delayed rescue, please forgive me!"
"The northeastern corner's arrangements have been broken; seven enemies captured and six slain!"
