Trouble

"Are you Qingqiu's Director of the Celestial Surveillance?"

"I know Li Huowang's great name. I know who you are. What have you come to Qingqiu for?"

"Xuanpin told you?" Li Huowang could not help frowning. It seemed the Celestial Surveillance Divisions of the various nations exchanged intelligence with one another.

"Regardless of who told me, you must answer one question now. What have you come to Qingqiu for?"

"What have I come to Qingqiu for? Of course I came to Qingqiu to help deal with the Fa Sect! Did you really need to ask?"

Hearing Li Huowang's answer, the woman's face revealed a sneer. "I heard you serve the Emperor of Great Liang. So he refused the Great Khan's request to send troops without hesitation, then tossed you over here like alms to lend us a hand?"

Looking at the woman before him, Li Huowang's brows gradually furrowed. Her attitude seemed somewhat off. Did Qingqiu and Great Liang have some complicated history he did not know about?

"You know me, so you should know what I'm capable of, right? Is that still not enough?"

"Heh heh, then I truly want to test whether you, Li Huowang, are really as formidable as people say." As she spoke, the woman stood up. "This humble woman is Bian Zhen, of the Left Path. Please instruct me."

"The Left Path?" Li Huowang looked the woman up and down, his right hand slowly tightening around the Spine Sword.

Just as the atmosphere began to turn taut as drawn bows and naked blades, Li Huowang saw the woman's body gradually melt and reform, ultimately becoming Xuanpin's towering shape.

"Xuanpin, what do you mean? At a time like this, you still have the leisure to toy with me?"

Xuanpin lightly pointed with his long, slender finger, plunging