Ye Buyi furrowed his brow, and everyone turned to look.
A young man strode forward with spirited eyes and a robust build, exuding a strong and virile aura.
Ye Buyi whispered, "Yuwen Family, Yuwen Hua."
His gaze was bright, and he locked eyes with Li Guanyi.
Yuwen Hua grinned:
"So you're the one, bold enough to obstruct my uncle's carriage, a mere Imperial Guard? "
"A lowly Imperial Guard, a doorkeeper, dares to disrespect a Divine General who gallops across battlefields? Deserves to be beaten to death!"
His aura soared like a ferocious tiger. Laughing loudly, he advanced towards Li Guanyi with purposeful strides. With each step, his momentum grew stronger by threefold, as if to shake the earth and move mountains, while Ye Buyi's expression grew more solemn as he gripped his weapon.
Yuwen Hua was twenty-three, nine years older than Li Guanyi and five years older than Ye Buyi.
Five years of nurturing by a top-tier Divine General was a huge gulf.
