Stepping into the bustling crowd, Chu Zhiyuan said, "Master Huang, how about getting Ninth Brother and Tenth Brother to join in the fun?"
Huang Shiron chuckled softly, "The Princely Heir decides."
Chu Zhiyuan felt a bit embarrassed.
Huang Shiron waved her hand, and a skilled master from the Military Suppression Department floated over, blocked by the Stepping Cloud Iron Cavalry who were engaged in a subtle confrontation.
Chu Zhiyuan looked at Li Hongzhao.
Li Hongzhao snorted, waved her jade-like hand.
Eight Stepping Cloud Iron Cavalry retreated, making way for a path.
Guo Chi and the others also stepped aside to create a path.
The fair and handsome young man approached, clasping his fists in salute: "This humble one, Huang Liren, greets Master Huang."
Huang Shiron nodded, "Go to our West Second Hall and invite the Ninth and Tenth Princely Heirs over for me."
As she spoke, she took out a delicately crafted small jade token from her sleeve.
