The gap between one noble and another, or one Black Armored Soldier and another, can be immense.
Just then, Zhao Quan turned his head and said something.
Zhao Tan immediately stood up.
She descended the nearby steps, one at a time.
Zhao Chi knew she was coming for him. That meant he couldn't return to his territory now; he could only wait as she approached.
Zhao Tan was a very beautiful noblewoman.
She looked quite young, with the refined features and fair, smooth skin characteristic of the nobility.
Her figure was also well-proportioned, similar to Qi Yue's.
Nothing stood out excessively, but the overall effect was one of perfection.
She walked quickly, yet with an indescribable elegance that must have come from specialized training.
Zhao Chi glanced over at Zhao Huai and Zhao Jiao.
They were both staring in his direction, but it was clear they had no good advice to offer.
'This is when the benefit of having an elder around really shows.'
