Suddenly, the galloping hooves kicked up a cloud of dust, and in a brief moment, only tiny silhouettes could be seen in the distance.

Jun Ruye, seated lower than Sikong Ruxuan due to his leg injury. He focused intently on Feng Muqing's retreating figure until the brilliant red of her attire faded from view.

Sikong Ruxuan's peripheral vision caught a glimpse of Jun Ruye, noticing his faint smile, which left him feeling uneasy.

"The Regent surely ...