Sang Luo was sitting under a pavilion, about to pick a few vibrant flowers to weave a flower crown, when a Wind Blade suddenly shot toward her!
She didn't even turn her head. The attack appeared clearly in her field of vision, its speed slowed dozens of times over, its trajectory laid bare. She sidestepped it with ease.
Turning to face her attacker, she saw two figures—one tall, one shorter—striding quickly toward her.
"You bitch! This Princess wanted to hit you, and you dared to dodge?!"
Leading them was a veiled female with a slender, graceful figure. Beside her stood a tall and imposing Eagle Beast, heroically handsome and dressed in lavish attire. It was obvious from a single glance that they were both arrogant nobles.
The Wind Blade had come from the Eagle Beast.
"...Only an idiot would just stand there and take it, right?" Sang Luo was baffled. 'Who are these two? Do they have a grudge against me?'
