Chunyu Yan's voice was calm, but if not for the flicker of cold ruthlessness in his gaze, someone might think he was making some sort of joke…
After all, being thrown down from such a steep slope could kill a person.
"Is this gentleman the Crown Prince of Yunchuan?" A few young nobles saw the man from Yunchuan approaching with a knife and paused for a moment before one of them spoke up.
It was the young man in purple, the Prince of Danyang from the Princess Residence.
They might not know what Chunyu Yan looked like, but they had seen the masked Crown Prince of Yunchuan at certain occasions in Central Capital.
Hearing Puyang Zong's greeting, Yuan Kang also caught on.
With an expression of sudden realization, he laughed and said, "I was wondering why Andu County had such a bewitchingly stunning figure, so it turns out to be the Prince's man, my apologies, my apologies. Please, Your Highness, have leniency…"
Chunyu Yan's dark eyes swept over them, and he asked Feng Yun.
