Holding a lantern, guiding souls across, Lady Hou comes from the underworld.

"Isn't it a bit too early to talk about this now?"

Zhao Wan was indignant and couldn't stand the other person's confident demeanor, so she retorted, "How do you know you'll definitely win?"

Xia Ximo didn't answer her question. Instead, he turned to look at Steward Sun and said, "The princess said that you're too young to remember the disappearance case from ten years ago, but surely this steward of the Prince's mansion remembers it clearly?"

"If I win, all I need is for the princess to agree to let this steward help me find out what happened back then."

Steward Sun was shocked and his face was full of astonishment.

He never imagined that their competition would involve something from ten years ago.

What does this disappearance case have to do with Miss Xia?

Although Zhao Wan was unhappy, she inexplicably felt relieved.

In his heart, he thought that even if they really lost in a while, it wouldn't be a difficult thing to deal with.

Moreover, even when his father was alive, he was unable to uncover the truth behind this disappearance case. How could Xia Ximo possibly do it?

"Overestimating one's abilities."

Zhao Wan rolled her eyes and ordered her servants, "Go to the horse farm."

Riding a horse in the snow is not an easy task.

However, Princess Fenghua grew up in the northern border region and was personally taught horsemanship by King Wu. Therefore, riding a horse in the snow was just an everyday occurrence for her.

At this moment, the stable boy led out her personal little red horse, and she nimbly flipped herself onto its back and began to ride around the arena.

Yu Lang, observing this, couldn't help but exclaim, "This Princess Fenghua truly lives up to her reputation as the daughter of the Martial King; she does possess considerable strength."

Ren Fengjue's gaze, however, was fixed on her mount, and he said, "This red horse looks like a rare Akhal-Teke horse; it is indeed incredibly brave."

At this moment, the servant led out another white horse. Although it was tall, it was clearly lacking in spirit and was far inferior to the princess's little red horse.

Everyone could see the disparity between the two horses, but Xia Ximo remained unfazed and walked directly to the white horse.

Ren Fengjue couldn't help but step forward and ask in a low voice, "Will the wound be in the way?"

"Won't."

Perhaps because of the ointment, the pain was significantly reduced when I woke up this morning.

Ren Fengjue felt a little relieved, then patted the horse's back and said to her, "You go ahead and try it. If it doesn't work, I'll go and pick another one for you."

Xia Ximo replied, "This is it."

As she spoke, she grabbed the saddle with one hand and gracefully mounted the horse.

Zhao Wan watched her mount the horse from afar, and was slightly startled.

That sickly fellow's skills seemed surprisingly good, completely different from the rumors!

Since gaining fifty percent of the Earth Lord's soul power, Xia Ximo's skills have become unparalleled. After the fusion of his soul and body, he has reached an even higher level.

Now, with the Earth Lord giving him an additional 10% of soul power, he is practically a tiger with wings.

Holding the reins in one hand, she took a deep breath and urged her white horse onto the field. In no time, it had sped up and galloped away. Her dashing figure was in no way inferior to that of Princess Fenghua.

Yu Lang was dumbfounded: "How come I never realized Miss Xia was so skilled?"

This time, Ren Fengjue's gaze remained fixed on her. Upon hearing this, he smiled slightly and replied, "I didn't expect that either."

On the racetrack, two figures, one white and one red, began to weave and gallop wildly.

After running two laps, Zhao Wan was the first to stop. She was slightly out of breath and instructed the servant to bring up the archery targets and set them up in the east and west sections of the horse farm. She then explained the rules of mounted archery to Xia Ximo.

The competition was divided into three rounds.

The first round was uneventful, testing only the most basic horse archery skills.

Both sides galloped towards each other on horseback, firing three arrows in quick succession within their respective target areas.

In the second round, players need to circle the field once before shooting an arrow.

In the third round, in addition to the second round, the player circled the field once and shot two arrows.

"Best of three. If a player misses the target or loses control and falls off the horse during the race, the player loses immediately."

As Zhao Wan spoke, Steward Sun brought over two bows and arrows. This time, to be fair, he took the initiative to let Ren Fengjue inspect them first.

After everything was ready, they each took their bows and arrows and went to the east and west sections of the horse farm respectively.

On this day, the weather was kind to us, with a rare patch of sunshine and no wind.

However, the sunlight shining on the snow was somewhat dazzling.

Xia Ximo gazed at the vast expanse of white sky and couldn't help but squint. In his mind, he vaguely recalled a time when he had been riding a horse and living a carefree and unrestrained life.

She reached out and stroked the horse's head, but then heard the maids of the Prince's mansion shout in unison, "The Princess will surely win!"

Zhao Wan, standing opposite, craned her neck high, already displaying the posture of a victor even before the competition began.

Xia Ximo didn't care and didn't take it seriously, but the next second, she heard Yu Lang and Yan Zhengchu shout, "Miss Xia will win!"

Two grown men actually started competing with the person next to them.

Immediately following was Xia's voice: "Miss Xia is invincible!"

"..."

She turned her head and glanced at them. Ren Fengjue stood among the crowd, not uttering a word, but his bright eyes were always on her, his silence speaking volumes.

On the other side, Zhao Wan heard that Ren Fengjue's entourage was helping Xia Ximo, and even his servants were shouting.

But he didn't say anything to stop it, which shows that he was indeed on the other side.

Thinking about all this, Princess Fenghua felt a surge of displeasure.

Upon hearing the competition horn sound, she immediately cracked her whip and spurred her horse into the arena…

She rode up on horseback with great momentum, then suddenly spurred her horse, drew her bow and arrows, and fired three arrows at the target area.

Everyone looked on in amazement, for every single arrow had landed within the colorful rings, and was incredibly close to the center of the drum.

Zhao Wan's performance was beyond her expectations, even she herself did not anticipate it.

Cheers erupted inside the Prince Wu's residence.

In other words, at least one of Xia Ximo's three arrows must hit the bullseye in order to defeat Zhao Wan.

Yu Lang scratched his head and said, "Miss Xia is under a lot of pressure this time..."

Yan Zhengchu, however, said, "I don't think so. Miss Xia is very steady..."

At this moment, Xia Ximo stood upright on her horse, and even when she heard the cheers from the Prince's Mansion, she was not moved at all.

She tugged on the reins, and the white horse immediately galloped onto the field. Bathed in sunlight, its flowing robes created a beautiful scene.

Unlike Princess Fenghua's imposing entrance, she was more like a cool and light breeze, swiftly passing through the arena.

When everyone realized what was happening, they saw that all three arrows were in the center of the target area, their fletchings trembling slightly in the wind.

An eerie silence fell over the surroundings.

Everyone in the Prince's residence immediately fell silent.

Zhao Wan's expression was even more unsightly, as if she had seen a ghost, her eyes filled with disbelief.

The silence was broken only when Ren Fengjue suddenly clapped his hands and shouted "Good!"

Yu Lang, Yan Zhengchu, and A Xia then realized what was happening and all gave a thumbs up.

"Miss Xia is truly invincible!"