Yanxi Commandery, Divine Constable Gate, central hall. Xi Xian stood alone with his back to the main doors, absorbed in the mural upon the bronze wall beneath the dim yellow glow of the lamps. Barely audible footsteps came from behind him—it was Meng Feiyang.
"Captain Xi, Xiang Yang broke through another three checkpoints today. The constables we sent were all injured, yet he still refuses to return. And his attacks are growing heavier by the day. I fear his patience has been worn away completely.
"I suggest we stop pursuing him for now. As long as we uncover the truth behind the Naxiang case, make the facts public, and revoke his wanted notice, he will no longer be so guarded against us."
In martial skill alone, Meng Feiyang was already no weaker than Xi Xian, perhaps even slightly stronger. Yet he still held Xi Xian in great respect and cautiously offered his suggestion, hoping to find a solution that would satisfy both sides.
"Refuses to return? No, he still has reservations and does not trust us. I never expected his guard to be so deep.
"Forget it. With his martial arts, unless the three lords act personally, it will be difficult to bring him back. Withdraw all our men. As for the Naxiang case, what are your thoughts? Let's hear them."
Meng Feiyang nodded. The Naxiang case was indeed riddled with doubts. Though there was too little information and insufficient witness testimony or physical evidence, they could begin with the martial arts involved. More than a hundred people had died, and after the coroner examined the blade wounds day and night, new discoveries had been made...
In that battle within the quiet forest, Guo Taishan joined forces with Yin Chongrong and Xu Jing. The three Innate Experts each displayed their