The Lovely Heiress Is Actually A God Beast-Chapter 1196: A Little Horn (Part 50)

With the explanation from the Little Princess, Lady Wan quickly understood everything.

"I cannot betray the Eldest Princess." Lady Wan shook her head.

The Little Princess was anxious: "Stubborn! If my sister goes to battle, it’ll be very dangerous!"

Lady Wan wavered a bit: "If something happens to Young Master Bai, Her Highness the Eldest Princess will be heartbroken."

"That’s why we need absolute certainty before going into battle. You’re the last piece we need."

In the end, Lady Wan was persuaded.

Because even if she didn’t help, these people were already planning to do it without Her Highness the Eldest Princess knowing. Without her, it might fail, and Lady Wan didn’t want to bear that blame.

...

Upon receiving the challenge, the man wearing a white, faceless mask chuckled.

"Cousin, do you already have the confidence to defeat me?"

"Are you going to fight?" asked a member of the Foreign Alliance.

"The challenge has been issued. If I don’t face it, wouldn’t it be a disgrace?"

"Do you have the confidence to win?"

The Heir of the Marquis of Zhennan moved his wrist and smiled: "My injuries have healed, and what my cousin learned is only superficial. The true skills of the Mansion of the Marquis of Zhennan can only be mastered by the legitimate male descendants. If I wasn’t holding back, do you think she could have wounded me?"

"But... she has natural divine power."

"Divine power?" The Heir of the Marquis of Zhennan scoffed: "Just brute strength like an ox."

The warriors of the Foreign Alliance felt offended because most of them relied on strength rather than fancy moves.

The Heir of the Marquis of Zhennan swept his sharp gaze across everyone: "After I capture General Zhentian, I’ll leave the rest to you."

"Hahaha, of course, leave it to us! Without General Zhentian, those Great Xia Soldiers are like vegetables in the field, ready to be harvested!"

...

The horn of war sounded.

In the tent of Her Highness the Eldest Princess, she remained asleep, undisturbed.

When a person with short hair, armor, and a Taotie Mask appeared riding a tall horse, the soldiers cheered loudly, all believing this person was General Zhentian.

The two armies faced off, and the generals began their duel.

The two commanders emerged from their respective camps, riding horses onto the central sandy battlefield, facing each other.

The Heir of Marquis of Zhennan let out a laugh: "Cousin, long time no see."

Under the Taotie Mask, Bai Yu’s face was cold as he spoke: "Heir of the Marquis of Zhennan, you’re no longer hiding your identity?"

His voice was that of Her Royal Highness Princess, clear and steady.

The Heir of the Marquis of Zhennan shrugged: "After our last fight, the moves I used were enough for my cousin to recognize me, so why should I hide in front of her?"

Bai Yu’s voice was icy: "Is your arm healed?"

The Heir of the Marquis of Zhennan raised his spear, twirling it in the air with one hand, the same hand that had its tendons severed last time.

"Cousin, how do you think I’m recovering?"

"Very well, then this fight isn’t unfair." Bai Yu said lightly.

The Heir of the Marquis of Zhennan: "Cousin, do you really think I’m your defeated opponent? Last time, you should have noticed that I held back many times to avoid injuring you."

"Heh." Bai Yu sneered coldly.

The Heir of the Marquis of Zhennan: "Cousin, you shouldn’t forget that I am your betrothed. If you just behave and surrender, I will treat you well. Honestly, I really don’t want to hurt you because every part of your body is mine. I wouldn’t want you covered in scars on our wedding night."

"Shut up!" Bai Yu swung the saber, unable to listen any longer.

In a battle of generals, whoever was provoked into attacking first usually had already lost the upper hand.