Chapter 584
Chapter 584 The Great Sheep Snatching Competition
Tursun glanced around suspiciously, then abruptly swung his arm, bellowing, "Search!"
The warriors he led were the finest of the tribe. Though numbering only slightly over a hundred, each was exceptionally skilled. At Tursun's command, the Turkic warriors swiftly unsheathed their gleaming curved blades, fanning out around the camp tents and plunging into the dense undergrowth. Their blades swung in swift arcs, cutting through clusters of grass and dry twigs as they advanced rapidly.
"Could it be her? Is she back?" Tursun murmured to himself, watching the progress of his warriors. His eyes flickered with a mix of bright excitement.
Zhao Kangning's face was both bruised and pale. Yet, as he stood under the same roof as Tursun, he had to bow his head. His only hope for returning to the Great Hua lay with this Turkic chieftain; he dared not offend him. So, he bore the pain of the earlier whip-lashing silently.
Hearing Tursun mumbling to himself, the young prince clenched his teeth and cautiously approached. "Right Prince, what are you looking for?" he asked in a deferential tone.
His actions seemed to fall within Tursun's expectations. The young Turkic chieftain glanced at him and spoke slowly, "I'm searching for a particular scent."
Realizing that Tursun wasn't going to lash out again, Zhao Kangning felt temporarily relieved. Holding his cheek, he asked, "A scent? Right Prince, could you be more specific?"
Tursun chuckled, "It concerns a woman I'm fond of. You wouldn't understand even if I explained."