115. Farewell
On the martial arts training ground of the King of Ding Kingdom's Mansion, Yelv Ye intently stared at the woman in white across from him. Neither of them made the first move. The woman was serene but sharp, and though Yelv Ye's face showed no expression, he was secretly surprised inside. Now, he perhaps understood why the exceptional archer, Princess Ling Yun, lost to Princess Consort Ding last year—a woman who wasn't even proficient at using a bow. When masters crossed swords, they were judged not only by their strength, speed, techniques, and inner energy, but more importantly by their determination to win and their commanding aura. Yelv Ye was unclear about the woman's martial arts prowess. However, based on her unflappable disposition and the sharp demeanor reflected in her calm eyes, he could tell that Princess Consort Ding was already in the ranks of top martial arts experts.
