825 who will take the lead?

Yet the man seemed as though he hadn't heard at all, or perhaps he had heard but completely disregarded it. He nodded slightly to Prince Aisi, mounted his horse, and left.

Prince Aisi assigned two guards, who also followed.

The situation with Liehuo had become complicated; it surely couldn't be auctioned now. They needed to find an excuse to muddle through.

Watching the man's rapidly fading silhouette, Prince Aisi felt a whirl of emotions.

His recent intervention seemed to have been sparked by impulse rather than genuine interest in Su Luo. This realization allowed Prince Aisi to breathe a long sigh of relief.

But after the relief, he was overwhelmed with intense guilt.

After all, he and Jiang Shu bore no grudge against each other, could even be considered somewhat congenial. Yet here he was, concealing the truth from him, claiming the man's beloved for himself—it was truly a despicable act.

But love, that emotion, was like an addictive poison.