rs""You're not only mentally ill, but physically ill as well," Ye Bufan said. "People from China and Black people each have their own strengths, and I won't comment on who is better or worse."But one...Ye Bufan turned back to look, and saw a girl in palace attire walking down the street. It was Song Jian's daughter, the An Shun prince's daughter, the arrogant county princess he had seen before.

He later found out that the woman was Princess Baoqing of the Tianfeng Empire, named Song Yaoki.

This was once a bustling commercial street, but when Princess Baqing approached, everyone present scattered and gave way to make a path for her. It is evident that all those present recognized this willful princess.

To be honest, Ye Bufan didn't want to have anything to do with this woman. But since he had run into her, there was no other way but to bear with it and say, "Is there something you need"

"What nonsense, why would I call you if nothing was up"

Song Yaoji was still as domineering as ever, speaking without a shred of politeness. She then waved her hand dismissively, "Come with me, I have something to ask you. Don't even think about running, or else I'll go find you at Lingxiao Academy."

After she finished speaking, she strode forward. Ye Bufan had no choice but to follow her, secretly pondering what this woman wanted from him.

Logically speaking, even if Song Jian wanted to take revenge on me or cause me trouble, he wouldn't have his daughter get involved.

So he guessed for a long time, but couldn't figure out what this woman wanted from him.

Song Yaoji was at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, her speed when she walked was extremely fast, and she soon left the commercial street, bringing him to a secluded grove nearby.

Here she stopped, no longer moving forward. She turned back, her face twisted with anger, and said: "I heard my father proposed to you, yet you refused"

"Uh…"

Ye Bufan was stunned. He had never expected that this woman would find him for this reason.

I also understood why she chose a remote and deserted place. It was to avoid being seen by others and losing face as a princess.

Then he was confused again, why was this woman so angry Did she have feelings for him and wanted to marry him

Before he could even recover, Song Yaoji again fired off a barrage of accusations: "My father proposed to you, what qualifications do you have to refuse What right do you have to refuse Am I unworthy of you"

Yè Bùfán thought this should be it, girls feeling embarrassed about being rejected just need a little explanation.

He swallowed nervously, stammered and said: "I'm sorry, Princess. I have failed to live up to your expectations…"

Before he could finish his words, Song Ya Ji once again called out, "Shut your mouth! You're useless and think I actually like you"

"Uh..."

Ye Bufan frowned and suppressed the dissatisfaction in his heart, saying.

"Since the county princess hasn't taken a liking to me, I refused. Isn't that just now"

"What's so good about it What qualifications do you have to refuse If this gets out, what face will I, the county princess, have left"

Song Yao, with an air of arrogance, declared, "It's me who should refuse this kind of thing, not you. What qualifications do you have to refuse as a mere waste"

"You should be over the moon, eternally grateful that my father proposed to you. And then I'll come along and kick you to the curb, rejecting this marriage myself."

Ye Bufan was speechless for a moment. This woman was really too willful. It seemed that only she could refuse him, and he couldn't refuse her.

He really had nothing to say to a woman like that, so he turned and prepared to leave.

Song Yaoji's figure flashed, and she stood in front of her: "You waste, stop for me! Do you think you can just leave"

Last time at the palace gate, she had defeated Ye Bufan with one move, so in her eyes, he was a waste and she didn't take him seriously at all.

"Your Highness, what do you want from me"

Ye Bufan said coldly.

"I'm going to my father right now. He'll agree to the marriage, and then I'll refuse!"

Ye Bufan frowned, he had completely been worn down by this willful woman's patience.

"Sorry, I don't have time to fool around with you."

After he finished speaking, he went around Baoqing County Princess and continued walking forward.

"Damn it, how dare you talk to me like that!"

Song Yaoji was immediately furious, and raised her hand to slap him on the back.

Ye Bufan was just about to dodge when suddenly a wave of dizziness overcame him. He cursed inwardly, remembering that this woman possessed divine sense techniques.

Although Song Yaoji's cultivation technique was far inferior to the Divine Consciousness Sword in power, her current spiritual energy was only at the mid-Nascent Soul stage, with absolutely no resistance.

Just before he lost consciousness, the other party's palm landed on his back, sending him flying seven or eight meters away.

Fortunately, Ye Bufan's physical body was incredibly tough. This fall only left him somewhat embarrassed and unharmed.

Song Yaoji's face flashed a look of disdain: "Sure enough, a waste, can't even withstand one palm from me."

Ye Bufan didn't want to argue with this woman, firstly because he didn't want to lower himself to her level, and secondly because her psychic powers were truly difficult to deal with.

So he got up from the ground without stopping, but instead sped away from there.

"Dare to run, you better stop right there!"

Song Yaoji chased up from behind, "Today you must do as this princess commands, or you won't be leaving."

Seeing that this woman was relentless, Ye Bufan could only run away.

There's no way around it, the opponent's mental attacks are a complete bane to cultivators like him who focus on physical training. He can only take the beating.

In fact, with his abilities, it would be easy for him to kill Song Yaoji. To say nothing of other things, even a particle gun wouldn't be something she could withstand at her level of cultivation.

But the key is that although this woman was somewhat willful, she wasn't guilty of a capital crime. And he wasn't a bloodthirsty person either, he couldn't just kill her for this.

At the same time, Prince Anshun is the enemy, and the less his secrets are exposed, the better. In this situation, he can only choose to escape.

According to his thinking, he thought that if he ran a distance, the other party would give up, but he didn't expect that this woman was also a stubborn temper, chasing him relentlessly behind.

And from time to time, he launched mental attacks on him, preventing him from bringing his speed to the fullest.

Ye Bufan circled the forest for several laps, and finally his anger flared up.

He stopped and turned back, saying, "I said, are you ever going to stop"

"You useless wretch, how dare you speak to me like that."

Song Yaoji had always been domineering and arrogant. After chasing for so long, she was still furious. She swung another palm strike with force.

But unexpectedly, this time was different from before. As soon as she raised her palm, she felt her whole body go limp and her true energy stagnate.

Then, with a thud, he collapsed to the ground, utterly drained of strength.

Song Yaoji's face was filled with terror: "You... what did you do to me"

"It's nothing." Ye Bufan chuckled playfully, "Seeing you chasing after things like this, you must have too much energy. Here, take some medicine."

He was extremely annoyed by being chased by this woman and directly used an enhanced version of the Pleasing Sorrow Wind. This was obviously the best way to deal with this willful woman.

"What, you bastard, you actually poisoned me I'm going to kill you!"

Song Yao was so angry that her eyes were blazing, struggling to get up and fight back, but having been hit with the Sorrowful Sedation Mist, how could she possibly be that easy to overcome She struggled for a long time but couldn't even move a finger.

"Well, can't move now, can you My turn. "

"After chasing me for so long, what should I do to punish you"

Ye Bufan looked at her with a smirk and strode over...."Ye Bufan was speechless for a moment. In terms of quantity, the pharmaceutical factory certainly produced more medicinal materials and treated more people, but the logic didn't seem quite rightGu...