Indeed, Xuanyuan Yichuan had already looked over at him, with a faint hint of provocation on his face.
He seemed quite confident.
Yu Siqiao smiled subtly and, looking at Mo Shu's back, asked, "Does the Princess think that I will win, or that I will lose?"
There were quite a few people around, and upon hearing this, Song Gu disdainfully said, "Nonsense."
"Give up early, you're not a match for Xuanyuan Yichuan."
"Xuanyuan Yichuan's martial arts are among the best of the younger generation. You, a mere guard, should avoid embarrassing yourself."
"Why do you all say that? What if he's the one who can defeat Xuanyuan Yichuan?"
"Quit joking. If he truly had the ability to defeat Xuanyuan Yichuan, why would he be a mere guard in the Imperial Palace?"
"That's true..."
...
After all, Xuanyuan Yichuan's martial arts are widely recognized, and now he's already a minor general.
If one could surpass Xuanyuan Yichuan, wouldn't that make him even more powerful than a general?
