"Good, very good! Extrely good! I’ve heard you’re a sharp-tongued fellow, and indeed, seeing you today confirms it!"
Duke Yates initially planned to say a few more words to vent his anger, but suddenly felt a familiar aura from outside, and his eyes shifted as a plan ford in his mind.
He directly said, "That Heavenly Thunder Pit belongs to His Highness the Thirteenth Prince. Do you dare to argue in front of him?"
Ling Xiao sneered internally; this villain clearly sensed the Thirteenth Prince’s arrival and thus deliberately said this.
In reality, the Thirteenth Prince had been outside for quite so ti, and he had just restrained his aura, hesitating to enter.
Ling Xiao had previously pushed out the Shen Dian for that listener.
Thus, he was not afraid of the trap set by Duke Yates.
"I believe the Thirteenth Prince is a sensible person. It’s just a piece of Heavenly Thunder Jade Marrow, wouldn’t he consider a re commoner?"
Ling Xiao sneered.
"Hahaha, well said, it’s rely a piece of Heavenly Thunder Jade Marrow!"
The door to the grand hall suddenly swung open, and an old man and a young man walked inside.
The young man appeared about seventeen or eighteen, clad in a golden royal robe, with his hair slicked back and shiny.
A naturally intimidating aura emanated from him.
The aura of a king suddenly descended upon the grand hall.
This aura was not only powerful but imposing.
This should result from so special martial arts cultivation, giving birth to such mighty and dignified presence.
Truly worthy of a royal deanor.
Ling Xiao had already guessed that this person was likely the Thirteenth Prince.
No one else possessed such a unique aura, causing most of the martial artists present to nervously bow before him, kneeling directly.
Among those not affected by the aura were Chen Changsheng, Lin Quan, Duke Yates, Ling Xiao, and the two won beside him.
Behind the Thirteenth Prince followed two won, exceedingly beautiful, highlighting a stark contrast to the slightly overweight and sowhat unattractive Thirteenth Prince.
But in the Mysterious World, one’s appearance doesn’t matter.
Strength is the King’s Path.
Even Ling Xiao had to acknowledge a fact: the Thirteenth Prince, under twenty years old, was undoubtedly the strongest present here.
The Thirteenth Prince directly walked to the prepared throne and then sat down with an imposing presence.
The two won stood by his side.
Not only was the Thirteenth Prince formidable, but these two won were also martial artists at the Pinnacle of the sixth layer of the First Cycle of Yin-Yang Realm, an envy-inducing achievent.
Just monts ago, Chen Bao was cursing and grumbling, complaining about the Thirteenth Prince being late, but now he lay on the ground, shivering in fear.
Yet Ling Xiao, although sitting upright, did not kneel, rely looking calmly at this person from the Imperial Capital.
"Hmm?"
The Thirteenth Prince was sowhat surprised.
Ling Xiao could, unexpectedly, stay unaffected like the other three top experts by his "King’s Sword Qi".
The two won beside Ling Xiao were clearly under Ling Xiao’s protection.
The Thirteenth Prince initially planned to intimidate Ling Xiao for him to understand who the host of tonight’s banquet was.
But unexpectedly, he failed.
However, his expression quickly returned to normal, retracting the terrifying kingly aura, and he raised his hand saying, "Everyone, rise. Due to so matters, my delay is my fault."
This move was executed brilliantly, suppressing with might before offering a comforting breeze.
Many present were moved to tears.
However, Ling Xiao’s expression turned sowhat grim while looking at the Thirteenth Prince.
This Thirteenth Prince was key in the Ling Yan family’s downfall.
Years ago, when this young man was rely a child, he already harbored extre malice.
Ling Xiao harbored no good impression of this person.
He knew today was a Hongn Banquet, a banquet without good intentions, prepared by the Thirteenth Prince to showcase his strength.
Without a scapegoat, how could the Thirteenth Prince be satisfied?
However, he still ca, simply because he wasn’t afraid.
Once seated, the Thirteenth Prince directly looked at Ling Xiao and said, "Under heaven, none could disobey. That Heavenly Thunder Pit is my territory, yet you destroyed it. Shouldn’t you say sothing to ?"
The mont had arrived!
Ling Xiao sneered internally; the Thirteenth Prince was quite direct, questioning Ling Xiao right as the banquet began.
Perhaps tonight’s feast was his way of collecting debts.
"What needed to be said, I’ve already ntioned. Didn’t His Highness listen outside, why ask the obvious?"
Many were waiting to see Ling Xiao’s embarrassnt, to witness his subservient manner.
But they didn’t expect Ling Xiao to remain seated, casually speaking while sipping his drink.
His words carried a hint of sarcasm and ridicule.
Implying the Thirteenth Prince’s penchant for eavesdropping.
"Audacious!"
The Thirteenth Prince didn’t say much, but one of the won beside him beca enraged, drew her sword, and lunged at Ling Xiao.
In such a setting, none dared move against the Thirteenth Prince’s crew.
Moreover, most present would gladly see Ling Xiao perish.
A martial artist at the Pinnacle of the sixth layer of the First Cycle of Yin-Yang Realm, this was akin to Lin Yuetian’s level.
Though her actual combat power seed lesser than Lin Yuetian’s, it was not far apart.
She suddenly attacked, could Ling Xiao survive?
"He originally planned to claim his life in the Bull God Labyrinth but didn’t expect him to seek death here, quite convenient for this fellow."
Dawn Wind Moon coldly whispered.
"The Thirteenth Prince dealing with enemies doesn’t rely an killing; this fellow is bound for misfortune."
Duke Yates sneered, thinking of Ling Xiao’s prior insult, feeling exhilarated inside.
"His eloquence is impressive, but what of his strength?"
Among Tianfeng Group, Chen Changsheng and Chen Beixuan also focused on Ling Xiao, wanting to see the outco for this sharp-tongued man.
Yet at that mont, two silhouettes flew up.
One wielding a shield, releasing a terrifying light.
The woman under the Thirteenth Prince initially paid no attention, but suddenly found her weapon petrifying, shocking her.
She imdiately discarded the longsword, avoiding the light, and continued lunging toward Ling Xiao from the side.
Weapons were abundant; she could fetch them from her Storage Ring.
However, she missed avoiding the petrifying light but couldn’t escape Yue Shang’s Moonlight Soul Control Needle.
The woman felt slightly dizzy for a mont.
Though only a fleeting dizziness, it proved fatal in a skilled duel.
Seizing the opportunity, Ling Xiao attacked, his blood-red Undying Thunder released, burning the woman to ashes amidst her screeches.
The Thirteenth Prince dared not rescue her, as anyone could sense the terrifying blood-red lightning.
No one expected such an outco.
Ling Xiao boldly dared to kill a subordinate of the Thirteenth Prince on the spot.
However, having slain a retainer of the Thirteenth Prince, surely Ling Xiao was absolutely dood.
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