"Follow me." The cold voice came from above, laced with immense pressure.
Jiang Xinli took a deep breath. "Yes, Prince Yun Bo."
The man had already turned, his tall figure striding forward on long legs.
The faint scent of blood, mingled with a woody fragrance, wafted from him.
Jiang Xinli slipped back into her damsel-in-distress persona. Head down and holding the hem of her dress, she followed him with tiny, shuffling steps.
As she walked, she glanced around.
The passage was wide and gorgeously decorated, but it wasn't heading toward the main hall.
Fortunately, at a gesture from Yun Bo, the Jellyfish Lady followed them as well.
But she kept her distance.
Soon, the three of them entered a palace.
THUMP— The man in front of her stopped abruptly. Caught off guard, Jiang Xinli walked right into his firm, strong back.
Jiang Xinli took a deep breath. "My apologies, Your Highness."
