Loneliness, dismal, solitude, bleakness… embodied within this man were all these negative emotions that would cause anyone to feel extremely sad! Even the slender long sword held within his hand seemed to be exuding an aura of loneliness…
Princess Ling Meng’s face lit up as she cried out. “Uncle Ye, it is really you. Meng’er feels so happy!”
The expression of the two assassin leaders suddenly underwent a great change, their eyes contracting at the same time as they coldly asked. “Solitary Star of the Horizon, Ye Guhan? It turned out to be you! Isn’t your weapon of choice the sword? Since when did you start to use flying daggers to mystify people?”
“It does not matter what I use, it will be more than enough to kill you pieces of trash!” Ye Guhan glanced over the nine assassins before looking at Princess Ling Meng. His eyes revealed a rare expression of warmth and affection. “Little Meng is misbehaving again, going out of the palace secretly. Now you have encountered a dangerous situation, are you frightened?”
“With Uncle Ye here, Meng’er will definitely be safe,” Princess Ling Meng smiled lovingly. Before this world famous solitary figure, Solitary Star of the Horizon, Ye Guhan, Princess Ling Meng did not appear to have any resemblance to a Royal Princess. Her bearing was more towards a little girl who had just met her dear uncle, her face showing an incomparable amount of respect and dependence.