"True enough."
"He saw us arrive, yet not only refused to leave, but dared to resist."
"Judging by his moves, he's probably close to reaching the Innate Realm. He does have some grounds for arrogance."
"Unfortunately, he picked the wrong place to show it."
Prefecture Official Zhao's voice grew cold, anger simmering beneath it.
Here in Qingzhou, he was one of the select few at the very top of the pyramid. How could some country bumpkin be allowed to offend him?
"Go."
"Seize him!"
"Yes, sir!"
At once, a dozen or so saber-wielding Armored Warriors spurred their horses forward and charged into the Mountain God Temple.
The army had battle formations.
Though these dozen men could not contend with a Xiantian Expert like Zhu Chang's personal guards could, they could put up a fight against anyone below the Innate Realm.
Such were the Imperial Court's resources.
And the authority of the great clans.
No ordinary person could challenge them simply by relying on his own bravery!
Yet—
The two men had barely followed the soldiers into the Mountain God Temple when they saw that those ferocious Armored Warriors were already lying on the ground!
"How is this possible!"
Prefecture Official Zhao was stunned.
He whipped his head around to look at the young man sitting before the collapsed divine statue.
Handsome features.
A tall, straight figure.
The deep-blue silk robe with its straight hem made him look all the more distinguished.
"What a fine young gentleman." Young Master Fan's eyes flickered, and he immediately classified Jiang Qiao as one of his own kind.
Jiang Qiao's outfit had come from the Sun family.
When in Rome, do as the Romans do.
Now that he had come to the Great Qi Empire, he naturally had to wear the local clothes.
They looked