"Princess, I have failed to capture King Xu and bring him back,"
Shi Jing returned with his followers, his expression filled with guilt.
Chu Baihan observed the various wounds on their bodies, knowing they had truly done their best.
"Was he protected by the Shenxiao Guards?" she asked heavily.
Shi Jing frowned and nodded.
As expected...
Chu Baihan sighed.
"I have witnessed the capabilities of the Shenxiao Guards myself, so I don't blame you. You've all worked hard; go and tend to your wounds."
"Yes, Princess."
Chu Baihan turned around, and when she faced Yan Lin, the seriousness in her brow was still evident.
"Do not worry, I have already sent Tang Yu with the forces of the Tang Sect to pursue them," he said.
Yan Lin raised his hand and gently smoothed the furrow in her brow with his fingertip.
"The Shenxiao Guards are elusive, and Uncle Xu is cunning. If we don't capture them this time, it will be like releasing a tiger back into the wild," he said.
