When Lanse arrived, Jiang Xinli was just coming out of Sheng Tianze's personal domain.
The young noble was dressed in his signature Platinum Knight's Armor, holding a Gilded Sword. A gentle, pleasant smile graced his handsome, fair face.
He gave a slight bow. "Miss Xinli, I've come to escort you to the palace."
Jiang Xinli's gaze fell on the carriage behind him—a gilded, vintage-style, single-person carriage pulled by a glacier-blue sea horse. Her brow furrowed. "Just me?"
The young man's voice was pleasant. "Yes. There are many females from the Land Clan participating in this marriage alliance, so they've been split into two groups to enter the palace."
"One group for those with D-level spiritual power or higher, and another for those below D-level. You and Miss Wanwan, however, will be escorted separately by my brother and me."
"Jiang Wanwan?" Jiang Xinli feigned surprise. "She's all better already?"
'That was to be expected.'
