With a hundred and ten thousand men, the army couldn't march fast at all.

A journey that should have taken half a month took more than twenty days.

Ning Chen led his army straight up under the walls of the city!

Kang Luo had gotten word long before and was already waiting for Ning Chen on the gate tower.

As Ning Chen's army made camp, he waited quietly.

He knew Ning Chen would come to see him.

Sure enough, before long Ning Chen appeared below the walls, alone on his horse.

He dismounted and left Diaochan outside bow range.

In a sky full of arrows he could come away whole. Diaochan couldn't.

Ning Chen walked unhurriedly to the foot of the wall and looked up at Kang Luo.

Up on the gate tower, the Nanyue soldiers drew their bows and trained their arrows on him.

Kang Luo was in white, as always, dashing and elegant.

"Ning Chen, long time no see!"

Ning Chen gave him a dazzling smile. "Did you miss me?"

Kang Luo smiled and nodded. "Of course... After all, in the world today, you're the only one this crown prince thinks is worth a second look.

Honestly, I was pretty sad after you left the Great Xuan... A real opponent is hard to come by. Without you, who in this world could be my match?"

Ning Chen's mouth twitched. He called up, "Windy!"

Kang Luo paused. "What do you mean?"

Ning Chen said mockingly, "I mean it's windy up there. Don't sprain your tongue. (TL Note: From the jibe "careful the wind doesn't sprain your tongue," said to someone who is talking big.)

Little Kangzi, you sure do love to blow hot air. Are there any cows left in Nanyue? Or did you blow them all to death?" (TL Note: The Chinese word for bragging, chui niu, is literally "blowing up a cow.")

Kang Luo didn't get angry. Instead he asked, "Ning Chen, ask your own heart. If you hadn't come back... do you think the Great Xuan would have ended up in my hands?"

Ning Chen snorted…