Streams of Divine Sense locked onto Jiang Ping An. Many people stirred their spiritual energy, already prepared to make a move.
"I said it! Jiang Ping An is not a spy!!"
Meng Jing roared furiously. Lightning flickered uncontrollably across her body, her hair whipping through the air. "Whoever dares make a move, I'll destroy him!"
Ma Wei was ecstatic inside. Yes! Stay angry like this!
As long as she dared attack someone else, the Princess would definitely drive her away!
"Spirit Terrace Kingdom has killed our Great Xia soldiers, leaving countless people homeless and draining so much of our national strength. Anything that harms Great Xia must not be spared!"
Wearing the expression of one deeply concerned for the nation and its people, Ma Wei continued fanning the flames.
"That's right! For Great Xia, we absolutely must eliminate spies!"
The group of youths was fired up with righteous indignation.
Jiang Ping An's expression gradually turned cold, power surging through his body.
Just as the conflict was about to erupt, an oppressive aura descended, suppressing the power within everyone.
"Jiang Ping An is not a spy. I have already investigated the matter."
Xia Qing walked in. That night, she wore festive palace robes, looking dignified and breathtakingly beautiful, radiant enough to contend with the bright moon.
"Prefect!"
"Princess!"
Everyone lowered their heads in salute.
Xia Qing swept her gaze over Ma Wei, Jiang Ping An, and the others. "Today is a joyous occasion. There is no need to make things unpleasant."
"He was the one insisting Jiang Ping An was a spy!" Meng Jing pointed at Ma Wei, her eyes red with anger.
"Isn't everything fine now?"
Xia Qing rubbed Meng Jing's head. Although she knew Ma Wei was deliberately stirring up trouble, she could not say so.
After all, the