Ning Chen leaned on his sword, his voice flat. "Bai Qingfan, take off your veil... Your tail's already showing, so you can quit hiding your head and showing your tail."

The man in white neither admitted it nor denied it.

His hoarse voice rang out. "Ning Chen, you really are something... You're the only man in this world who could ever outmaneuver me."

Ning Chen snorted, openly mocking him. "While this prince was marching the army to Xiguan City, you people were never going to show yourselves.

If you wanted to see her, you'd have to wait until we got to Xiguan City... So: have someone quietly keep an eye on Little Xixi, and you'd turn up on your own. Is that so hard?

Bai Qingfan, I mean it, you're a goddamned animal... For your own selfish ends you tipped off the enemy and got more than ten thousand of our Great Xuan soldiers killed or wounded.

I said I'd catch you, cut you into ten thousand pieces, and grind your bones and scatter the ash.

So, which is it—one-on-one, or a gang fight?"

The man in white looked up at Ning Chen on the rooftop. "We never settled who was better last time, which is truly a pity... Today, let's settle it once and for all."

Ning Chen nodded. "Good. We'll settle who's better—and who lives and who dies!

Ning'an Army, hear my order: shoot him dead for your father."

The Ning'an Army: "..."

Good God. Their prince fought as dirty as ever.

He'd agreed to one-on-one, and then he had them open fire.

Even the man in white was stunned by Ning Chen's sheer shamelessness!

Then the guns roared.

Clang clang clang!!!

The man in white's sword wove sheet after sheet of cold light. Steel rang on steel in a dense clatter, and sparks flew.

When the gunfire died away, Ning Chen's voice turned snide. "A master above the ranks altogether, all right... Anybody ordinary would've been a sieve by now. Who knew you'd take only one bullet?"

In all the world, he had seen only one person…