The horse stopped just outside the archers' range, by either design or coincidence. The rider wore a red robe, but it was not the flowing wide sleeves one would expect; instead, the cuffs were tightly bound. Rather than saying it was a red robe, it seemed more accurate to describe it as a suit of red-armored clothing. Jiang Li had never seen such a Jih Heng, stripped of that layer of frivolous mystique, he looked as though he were a born general. In that instant, Jiang Li recalled the rumors about Jih Minghan. Although everyone said Jih Heng's appearance resembled that of Yu Hongye and did not look very much like Jih Minghan, at that moment, Jiang Li saw the shadow of the young Jinwu General in him.
The same extraordinary pride, as if nothing could harm him.
Yin Zhili stood in the snow, his black-armored clothing of a dark and cold hue, his gaze even colder. He said, "Duke Su's courage is indeed great."
