After they left the tomb, the group headed to a tavern in the nearest town for some rest. Qiao Heng was injured quite badly, so he quickly withdrew to his room to rest.

Princess Suolun sought out Zu An. When she found him, she said, “So the young master was the mysterious person who defeated the Golden Crow Crown Prince. No wonder you were unwilling to expose your identity earlier.”

Her features were like jade, her eyes pure like water. When she spoke, her smile was truly gorgeous. Paired with the fair skin of the Demon race and her stunning figure, even Zu An, who was used to being around beauties, had to admit that the woman was extremely alluring.

Zu An gave her an apologetic smile. “This is the fiend race’s territory, after all, so it isn’t too convenient. I hope the princess can overlook that.”

Princess Suolun had a hopeful expression as she asked, “Then can the young master talk about it now?” Seeing that he was still a bit hesitant, she smiled gently and said, “For...