Her harsh reproach was as sharp as a blade, seemingly capable of slicing off flesh from one's body at any moment.
Empress Shu hurriedly spoke in a gentle tone, "Princess, please do not be angry. Yihan's nature is cold and indifferent; he did not mean to hurt Miss Su intentionally. Would it be alright if I ask him to apologize to Miss Su?"
"Mother, do not be afraid, your son will not let her harm you." Chu Yihan gripped the Qingfeng Sword in his right hand, and despite having Long Shuli's sword pointed at his face, he did not show the slightest fear.
Long Shuli's eyes were cold and distant, "Fine then, don't blame me, Your Highness, for being impolite."
Long Shuli thrust her sword at Chu Yihan, who parried with his own. The clash of their swords emitted intense sounds. Long Shuli feinted an attack at Chu Yihan but with a turn, her sword was then aimed straight at the Empress Shu.
