The Northern Frontier doesn't hold a candle to the Great Desert in this regard; over there, one can fully experience the exotic charm brought by the dancers of the desert.
But there's no helping it; the spiky barbarian females are too much for most people to handle, except for those with peculiar tastes.
In the top-floor private room, sandalwood fragrance filled the air and melodic strains of string music resonated.
"You ask me what kind of person my Imperial Sister is?"
The Third Prince looked amused as he stared at the man in bloodied garments opposite him:
"If I knew what kind of person she is, I would have long since catered to her preferences and rallied her under my brother's command."
As he spoke, Li Yunqing picked a fresh fruit from the platter and popped it into his mouth, chewing the sweet juice as he laughed:
