Prince He Shuo's scrutinizing gaze rested on Chu Ge. The young man before him appeared to be around twenty years old, clad in blue attire, exuding a strong sense of righteousness, with an edge of sharpness beneath it.
He instinctively furrowed his brow; this person was no ordinary individual.
"Your Highness, may I go over and have a few words with my savior?" Ru Xue asked upon noticing Prince He Shuo's ongoing focus on Chu Ge without responding.
Prince He Shuo's expression turned slightly displeased, "Is this person not from the Central Plains?"
Luo Qi, standing by listening to the deputy general beside him, happened to hear the Princess Consort's voice. He turned his head for a glance and then explained to Prince He Shuo, "Your Highness, although Mr. Chu was born among foreign tribes, he grew up in the Central Plains."
"Then why does he not wear his hair in a crown?" Prince He Shuo questioned further.
