Bring it on!
You really were an outstanding Emberglow inheritor—violent enough!
Xu Xiaoshou's eyes lit up. He had precisely calculated Little Hua Xiang's temperament, which was why he had pressed her so aggressively.
If the Holy Palace envoy dared attack him today, he would stand on the side that won everyone's sympathy.
So long as he could withstand one blow without dying, the Holy Palace would have to send people to watch over him afterward and ensure his safety.
—Once the Holy Palace Trial announcement ended, if Xu Gusheng suddenly dropped dead, anyone would connect it to his having offended the Holy Palace envoy, wouldn't they?
So the question was...
Could the sickly Young Master Xu Gusheng withstand this strike from the Holy Palace envoy, Hua Xiang?
"Stop!"
The old foxes accompanying the Holy Palace naturally understood what Xu Xiaoshou could figure out.
But that cry of "Stop" sounded rather insincere. They merely spoke up; not many truly stepped forward to stop her.
In truth, people looking to stir up trouble were encountered every year during the Holy Palace Trial. There was no reasoning with such people—they could always pick faults from the most unexpected places.
Moreover, with the Ran Ming Ruins about to emerge, encountering those who came to provoke trouble was perfectly normal.
The Holy Palace had no shortage of talented people. There was a reason they had chosen Hua Xiang as the representative to deliver this announcement.
Some in Golden Phoenix Plaza were stunned, while others had sharp eyes and grasped what was happening.
Yet without exception, no one offered help.
Anyone who had climbed into the middle or upper ranks of a major faction could see that Xu Gusheng was merely a toy sent to the surface, a talking piece of cannon fodder.
The one secretly