His face was gloomy.
He had already been waiting here for him for three days!
He thought he would arrive soon, but who would have thought they'd saunter over so slowly.
Isn't he a young master from an aristocratic family, so arrogant that he didn't even take the Prince Ping Mansion seriously?!
How dare he walk on such a hot day?
Is he out of his mind.
When Su Yang knocked down the arrow, he skidded with his foot, kicked a pebble on the ground, and it flew directly towards the Princely Heir of Prince Ping.
Su Yang had trained with hidden weapons for many years and could pluck leaves to shoot as weapons.
If he aimed for the Princely Heir's forehead, he would never hit his brow.
But after all, he was the Princely Heir. He had come to Nanlin to escape marriage and didn't want to stir up trouble, let alone take someone's life.
So his stone flew towards the Princely Heir's arm, directly knocking him off his horse.
