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"Jing Xiaoman, you call people little slut every time you open your mouth. How vulgar!" Li Nianjun snorted.
The moment she finished speaking, the female guard behind Jing Xiaoman immediately pressed a hand to her sword. The guardian behind Li Nianjun naturally would not stand by idly either, and those aged eyes began sizing up the other side.
"Hmph, but you are one!" Jing Xiaoman's hostility toward Li Nianjun had not started just yesterday. At the Saint Hall's outer residence, the two of them fought for supremacy every day, like cats and dogs that simply could not stand the sight of each other.
"Enough. If you two want to argue, go back to the Saint Hall and argue there. I have no objection. But I have to deal with the internal strife in Ghost Path now, so excuse me for not keeping you company." Seeing that reasoning with them was useless, I could not be bothered to continue entangling myself with them. After all, Chen Xunhua, Si Xiaoxian, and Wang Ship pei were all here.
When Jing Xiaoman saw that I was ignoring her, she immediately began sobbing pitifully. Li Nianjun was also somewhat vexed, naturally taking the opportunity to heap cold sarcasm upon Jing Xiaoman. However, for all their arguing, the two of them no longer dared to make a scene.
Seeing that I had finally resolved the dispute between the two successors, Emperor Dutu spoke up. "At present, the army of Ghost Gate Mountain is locked in fierce battle with an elite force from Central Court and Luofu. Those two fellows sent most of their armies to Taodu Mountain long ago. They seem to have been holding something back, intending to seize Central Court!"
"Obviously, Taodu and Luofu are strong in both soldiers and horses. If something