Arrival
The Great Wall was a very chaotic place where strength reigned supreme.
This was true in all worlds but the strength here meant martial strength.
It did not matter whether one was a Cultivator, a mage, or a Scientist. They all had to command formidable military strength to hold any kind of say.
Those without strength only had two options; Death or Slavery.
It mattered not what form Slavery took, as at the end of the day, only strength mattered.
And this was what Princess Aisha had come to learn recently.
Her life could have been said to be merry and everything was sunny in her eyes until the overlord of the Sahara saw her.
It was said that he fell in love at first sight and sent a lot of gifts to her father for her hand.
This in itself was a testament to how much he loved her.