Blasting the Ice

Ji Lie had been certain that the fake warrior in golden imperial guard armor would be so overwhelmed by his pressure that he'd wet himself and collapse to the ground. Who could have guessed the man would be as unmoved as a spring breeze brushing his face, without even the slightest shift in his gaze?

Xu Yi said, "Guanyin Bi is my closest kin. She lost her memory and went missing several months ago. After making inquiries everywhere, I finally learned that Zen Master Jiuru had rescued her and sent her into the palace. His Highness the Third Prince can vouch for this."

The Third Prince grimaced, but had no choice but to rise at once and report, "It is indeed so. I can vouch for Mr. Xu."

How could he refuse to vouch for this man? His life was in the man's hands.

It wasn't that he hadn't considered turning against the fellow right there in court. Surely there were so many experts present that they could take him down. The problem was that the scoundrel was cunning. He had just sent the Third Prince a voice transmission, saying that the Gu vial was in the hands of someone close to him outside the palace. If he failed to leave the palace this time, that person would smash the vial.

Faced with such a scheming, vicious wretch, even the Third Prince, who prided himself on being an upright gentleman, could only sigh in helplessness.

With the Third Prince vouching for him, everyone else believed the story as well.

Jiuru was frantic with worry, yet had no choice but to hold his tongue. For one thing, the Third Prince had vouched for Xu Yi, making it difficult to refute him. For another, Xu Yi had just rendered a great service