Xie Zhaofan finally got a clear look at him.
He was a young man in his early twenties with handsome features, a fair complexion, and a slender build.
Although he was clearly being pursued, he didn't look the least bit disheveled. Instead, he exuded a certain carefree aura unique to a young wandering hero.
His Lightwork just now, in particular, had already surpassed Xie Zhaofan's understanding of what a normal human was capable of.
A name instinctively surfaced in her mind.
Prince Qin.
If there was anyone else in this world of the same age who could compare to this man in terms of martial arts, it would likely only be Prince Qin, who was known as the Great Zhou’s number one expert.
Just as this thought emerged, Xie Zhaofan heard a heavy whistling sound coming from ahead.
A xuan-colored figure dropped through the air from the eaves, his fluttering robes seemingly carrying a heart-palpitating pressure.
With a single strike of his palm, the palm wind coalesced into a powerful force, actually forcing the young man to a dead halt in mid-air.
Xie Zhaofan: “...”
She couldn't help but curse inwardly. Was today an unlucky day to go out?
She had just been thinking about Prince Qin, and the guy actually showed up—he was faster than a food delivery, and he appeared in such a manner too.
To run into Xie Jinyi’s future man just while out for a meal... how incredibly unlucky!
The xuan-clad man landed in the middle of the street, his presence as imposing as a rainbow. He was none other than the famously formidable Prince Qin of the Great Zhou court.
The battle between the two erupted once again in an instant.
As fists and palms collided, dull booms rang out continuously, and the powerful internal energy caused the doors and windows of nearby shops to rattle.
The banners hanging on both sides of the street snapped violently in the palm winds. Many street vendors didn't even have time to pack their goods and could only flee in panic.
Even more exaggeratedly, the bluestone slabs beneath their feet could not withstand the terrifying impact of the internal force.
With each collision, the stones shattered and debris flew everywhere, turning the once-bustling street into a mess in the blink of an eye.
The nearby commoners had already cleared out. Only a few braver ones dared to poke their heads out from a distance to watch, fearing that they might be caught in the aftershocks of the duel between these two peerless masters.
Chunxing had never seen such a scene before. Her little face had long since turned pale with fright, and she gripped Xie Zhaofan’s sleeve tightly.
“Miss, let’s go quickly! It’s too dangerous here!”
“Mhm, let’s go.”
Xie Zhaofan nodded, appearing very cooperative as she led the group back into Zuixian Restaurant.
However, while she said they were leaving, her feet showed no intention of actually departing.
Because just now, she had suddenly discovered something very important.
There was a glow on that young man!
It wasn't the dazzling blue of the Top-grade Magic Tool, the Teal Jade Hairpin, but a faint cyan light.
Xie Zhaofan’s heart gave an uncharacteristic thud.
It was happening again!
She had now gradually figured out a pattern. Although the system was usually as cold as a stone, it would exhibit anomalies whenever she encountered certain special existences.
The first was the Century-Old Spiritual Ginseng, the second was the Teal Jade Hairpin, and now, a glow of a different color had appeared on this young man.
Did these glows correspond to the grade of the item?
Between blue and cyan, which one was higher?
Or did different colors actually represent different attributes?
There were no answers to these questions for the time being, but Xie Zhaofan wasn't in a hurry at all; patience was the one thing she didn't lack.
As long as she encountered a few more items, she would naturally be able to figure it out.
More importantly, this thing clearly had an owner, and the other party was a martial arts expert of the Jianghu. How was she supposed to get her hands on it?
Outright robbery was impossible, but if Prince Qin captured this person...
Would there be a chance for that thing to fall into her hands?
At this thought, Xie Zhaofan’s feet, which had been ready to leave, stopped completely.
Chunxing was almost in tears from anxiety.
“Miss, we really can’t keep watching. The Prince and that man are fighting too fiercely. What if...”
“What are you afraid of?”
Xie Zhaofan waved her hand with total composure.
“If you’re scared, leave first. I’ll go back on my own after I’m done watching the show.”
As soon as these words came out, the guards and the two maids looked at each other in dismay.
If the miss wasn't leaving, how could they dare to leave on their own?
In the end, the group could only steel themselves and accompany her back to the private room on the second floor.
Xie Zhaofan even specifically picked a spot with the best view. Resting her chin on her hand, she watched the battle between the peerless masters on the street with great interest.
“Tsk, tsk. This person’s martial arts are really not bad; he seems to be almost on par with Prince Qin.”
“He actually blocked that move? That palm technique is quite interesting.”
She watched with fascination, but Chunxing and the others beside her felt their hearts leap into their throats.
They truly couldn't understand why their young miss could be so happy watching two men fight for their lives.
Especially since that was Prince Qin! The most terrifying man in Great Zhou, without exception.
Any other noble lady would have been so scared she’d have hidden in a room and not dared to come out.
Xie Zhaofan, however, acted as if she were watching a spectacular play on a stage, even offering a few comments from time to time.
In reality, what Xie Zhaofan truly cared about was not who won or lost, but what the cyan glow on the young man represented.
As long as the item eventually fell into her hands, she would naturally have plenty of ways to study it slowly.
On the other side of the street, as the battle continued, more and more of the Prince's estate guards and the capital's troops arrived, quickly surrounding the entire street until not even a drop of water could trickle through.
The young man looked at the increasing number of figures around him, but there was little fear on his face. Instead, he threw his head back and laughed loudly.
“The great Prince Qin, known as the number one expert of the Great Zhou, turns out to be nothing more than this. When you can’t win, do you only know how to call for backup?”
These words were incredibly arrogant, and the expressions of everyone nearby shifted.
Prince Qin merely gave him a cold look, his voice devoid of any emotion.
“This Prince has no need for assistance. To take you down, I alone am enough.”
A strange glint flashed in the young man's eyes upon hearing this, and his laughter grew even more hearty.
“Good! You’ve got spirit! It seems I underestimated you!”
Prince Qin then raised his hand and gave an order.
“Everyone, fall back. Regardless of the outcome today, no one is permitted to interfere.”
“Yes!”
The Prince's estate guards responded in unison and quickly retreated, clearing the entire battlefield.
Seeing this, a hint of genuine appreciation appeared in the young man’s smile.
“What a Prince Qin. Let us have a satisfying battle today!”
In the next instant, their figures collided once more.
This time, they clearly had no intention of testing each other further. Every punch and palm strike was a killing move, and their terrifying internal energy erupted again and again, even making the surrounding air seem to churn.
Xie Zhaofan’s eyes lit up.
Although she didn't understand martial arts moves, a battle of this level was truly visually impactful.
Especially in this ancient world without special effects, movies, or television, a scene like this was more exciting than any blockbuster film.
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