The sun had set in the west, the remaining sunlight resembling gold, and the fluttering flags stirred the intensity of the horse hooves.
The murderous air on the field did not diminish even slightly with the change in players.
But looking around, it added a lot of pleasing sights.
Unlike the Tibetan "Ambassador's Beloved Daughter," who was earnestly disguised as a man, the Tang Sisters adopted their feminine riding attire.
With vivid begonias and graceful phoenixes, once they entered the field, they immediately caught the spectators' eyes.
Even though Li Mu had seen Tang Xiaobai in this outfit before, he still felt dazzled when she entered the field wielding the polo stick on horseback.
"Tsk tsk!" Suddenly came the sound of Li Xingyuan nearby.
Li Mu glanced aside.
Without looking at the royal seat high above, he stood at the edge of the field watching.
Unbeknownst when, Li Xingyuan also sidled over, standing beside him.
