Even though Princess possessed an innate talent, it was inevitable she would have to be married off in the future.
"Imperial sister...." Sima Ke's eyes narrowed slightly with admiration for this sister, a woman who always had deep strategic plans.
Regrettably, their mother held a grudge against her for past incidents, creating a persistent barrier between them. Nonetheless, being her biological brother,
it seemed not entirely inappropriate for him to seek her strategic advice. After all, this could also be seen as venting his mother's anger. He took a deep breath, about to send someone to notify her of his visit,
when suddenly a guard at the door entered with a reverent tone:
"Your Highness, there are Japan Martial Artists outside seeking an audience."
"Japan knaves?" Sima Ke frowned and waved his hand:
"Do not see them."
