Chapter 163: Princess Irene

Facing the horse charging towards him, Wyatt Barnes' gaze turned icy, his right fist tightened, and his muscles bulged!

If the person intended to ride into him, he wouldn't mind sending both rider and horse flying….

The galloping Attalus horse was getting close, now only a few meters away from Wyatt Barnes.

"Whoa~~"

The young man on the Attalus horse abruptly pulled the reins, stopping the horse just a meter away from Wyatt Barnes.

The young man cast a condescending glance at Wyatt Barnes, "Kid, you're pretty brave... you're also lucky. If this weren't outside the Third Prince's mansion, my 'Red Blood' would have slammed and killed you by now!"

'Red Blood' was the name the young man had given to his Attalus horse.

In other words, the young man was only being cautious because they were outside the Third Prince's mansion.

Otherwise, Wyatt Barnes would have been killed by him.

Wyatt Barnes calmly met the young man's gaze, a faint smile appearing on his lips, "You're lucky too."