"Are you sure it's a man?" Princess Xinyang asked.
"I heard his voice," Xiao Ji said.
Princess Xinyang was astonished: "You could hear it from so far away."
Xiao Ji smiled faintly: "Your man is quite formidable."
My man... Princess Xinyang felt a bit uneasy with the sudden label.
Xiao Ji seemed unaware that he'd said anything shocking; he looked in the direction of the group and said, "Those Dongyi soldiers are of high rank, they look like the personal guards of the Dongyi King."
When it came to serious matters, Princess Xinyang's demeanor turned solemn: "Are they escorting the Dongyi King?"
Xiao Ji, that man, shook his head: "No, the Dongyi King is at least five or six years older. This is a young man."
Princess Xinyang pondered: "The son of the Dongyi King?"
Xiao Ji replied seriously: "We can't rule out the possibility. But why is he covering himself so thoroughly?"
The two went to inquire with an old woman for information.
