Yan Sihan furrowed his brow and did not answer Lin Jiaojiao's question. Instead, he simply commanded the suddenly appearing shadow guard, "Go."
After saluting, the shadow guard left the boat. At that moment, a row of soldiers approached from the right, seemingly to disperse the crowd.
Sure enough, within half an hour, the crowd gradually dispersed, leaving only the soldiers. Lin Jiaojiao wondered if it was just her imagination, but she thought she saw a pair of... horns?
Yes, two very sharp objects.
At that moment, their boat reached the shore.
"Should we get off the boat?" Lin Jiaojiao was still asking when Yan Sihan, who had already disembarked, extended his hand to her.
She quickly stretched out her own hand, and he helped her off the boat.
"Prince!"
It seemed the soldiers all recognized Yan Sihan. They formed a line, with only one person at the head approaching him.
At that moment, Lin Jiaojiao also saw what the commoners had been surrounding!
"A giant iron ox?"
