Everyone turned around, only to see a woman in white flying over, her bearing unmatched.
The princess of the Demon Race!
Ling Han faltered upon hearing this. He hadn't expected that Princess Bixiao would actually rush over.
Previously, he had thought that perhaps the older Imperial Princes could make a move. After all, this was the Imperial Capital, and also the territory of the Chen Clan, but now, it was the princess of the Demon Race that had run out.
"It's Princess Bixiao!"
"How beautiful, as expected of the number one beauty!"
"Yi, why would Princess Bixiao fight for Ling Han?"
"Are you stupid? Don't you know that they're a couple? They've already spent the night together."
"What, the goddess of my dreams!"
Everyone was discussing spiritedly, and the majority were grabbing their heads. Princess Bixiao was the dream lover of every man in the Imperial Capital.