Qin Liuzi laughed, flicked his whip, and swung it down harshly at Zhang Biaotou's face.
"Thwack!"
The whip was raised high, but before it could fall, a sudden stone flew and hit the Qin Liuzi's wrist, causing him to drop the whip.
"Ouch!"
Qin Liuzi winced in pain, and clutching his wrist exclaimed before cursing out loud: "Who? Who's the damn bastard who dared to hit me?"
Even as he cursed, he looked toward the direction from where the stone had come.
Not far away, stood a beautiful young maiden atop a high-headed horse, observing them with an icy, deep-set gaze, sending shivers down their spines.
"Hey, isn't this young lady the beloved of Young Master Huo?"
One of the yamen runners recognized Cai Wei. On the day when Huo Yuan had carried Cai Wei out of the Li mansion, this runner had been listening outside the mansion gate. Due to Huo Yuan's noble status, he remembered Cai Wei's breathtaking beauty deeply in his heart.