Because the Prince wore a golden silk mask and rarely showed his true face, people in the Imperial City had many speculations about his appearance.
Some said he was divinely handsome, while others believed his face had been disfigured on the battlefield, making him too hideous for anyone to look at directly.
The theories were endless, but there was never a conclusive answer.
Finally, Xue Liang looked away, his gaze falling upon Xue Tao.
"Other than him, no one else could command such an entourage."
Not just anyone could have dozens of Hidden Guards protecting them in secret.
A typical detail would consist of one or two Hidden Guards.
Even for the Xue Family Head, three or four was already a grand display.
After all, the manpower and resources required to train a single Hidden Guard were immense; such resources had to be used where they mattered most.
It was impossible to have so many Hidden Guards on duty day after day, just to protect a single person.
