Black Clothed Man
Yan narrowed her eyes, as she had expected, anyone who saw His Majesty's face, would be stunned to such a degree, this could not be allowed. Yan looked for Bai Ying's mask which had fallen near the bushes, picked it up and clean it with her clothes.
The man in black helped Bai Ying sit on the tree trunk not far from them, checking on the young man, even a chance to touch Bai Ying's forehead to check whether there was another wound on his head.
"Did they hurt you elsewhere?" the man asked.
Bai Ying stuttered, but Yan approached and immediately pushed the man and stands between him and Bai Ying.
"Em, thank you, young master, for helping us, hehe, this, it's really good luck for us to meet good people here" Yan smiled broadly.
The black-clothed man was about to step forward again, but Yan seemed to be deliberately blocking him.
"Oh yeah, that's…"