The Princess of Northern Land

"Third son, the enemy is coming fiercely. What should we do?" a guard asked. Si Jinhan looked into the distance and found a large group of Tatars approaching. The Tatars were already battling with the men in black.

"Don’t worry, my people have arrived," Alhatu responded apologetically. "I have some medicine for wounds here. Would you like me to bandage it for you?"

"Leave," Si Jinhan denied him any face, barring Lin Ziyin’s slender waist and leading the way, racing away.

Jue Ming and the guards immediately followed.

"Second Prince, are we just going to let them escape ?" Batu seemed somewhat unreconciled.

Si Jinhan of the Northern Land was a strong ally of Chu Suifeng. He was cunning and they often suffered under him. It was a rare opportunity to meet him today, yet they were left to escape easily. He was indeed unwilling.

"Keep your thoughts to yourself," Alhatu’s face turned ugly. "Don’t forget they just saved me. Heroes can prove their worth on the battlefield. You want me to be an ungrateful villain. How would I stand before my subjects then?"