"There's an assassin!!"
Lin Yue looked at the stranger who had suddenly appeared before him and really wanted to scream like ancient princes did when they faced assassination attempts.
But the fact that the person could pass through the protection of the Bitter Sea Scholarly Boat, and not even the adjacent Baili Fengzhi noticed anything, to brazenly appear in front of him...
One could imagine their strength.
Screaming, he figured, would probably only anger the other party.
The dark-clad assassin before him, although masked with a black cloth and deliberately speaking in a muffled tone, had a petite and exquisite figure, with a smooth and fair forehead and a pair of round, bright, and clear eyes revealed.
Clearly, she was a very young girl.
"Hey, I'm asking you, are you the Prince?" the dark-clad girl asked again, her voice muffled.
"Huh? No, I'm not."
