Zhao Yan shielded her behind him, standing in distant confrontation with the Crown Prince. "Don't be afraid, stay close to me."
On the ground lay bodies in pools of blood, while over a hundred black-armored archers crouched along the walls. Wei Xiao stood half a step in front of Zhao Yan, sword in hand to protect him, the two brothers separated as if by an invisible glint of swords and flashing blades.
"Zhao Yan, I originally intended to leave you with some shred of dignity. Since you are so unappreciative, don't blame your imperial elder brother for being ruthless."
Chapter 68