Following the rules of the martial world, the two of them put on a fierce front and tossed out a threatening remark. Afraid that Lin Xuan might change his mind, they flashed away, using their lightness skill and running faster than rabbits. In the blink of an eye, they had vaulted over the wall and gone after Zhao Min's group.
The imperial garden fell silent at once.
Only the mess scattered across the ground, the shattered tables and chairs, and the lingering ripples of force bore witness to the earth-shaking battle that had just taken place.
Duan Zhengming, Duan Zhengchun, and the rest of the Dali royal family had long since been dumbfounded.
They stared blankly at Lin Xuan as though they were looking at some incomprehensible monster.
One man had forced back every top expert in the Mongol delegation?!
He had frightened that arrogant Mongol prince into fleeing in panic?
Th-this... was Lin Xuan's strength?
Duan Zhengming took a deep breath and slowly walked over.
Looking at Lin Xuan's calm face, the unease in his heart grew ever stronger.
"Young Master Lin..."
Duan Zhengming's voice was somewhat hoarse. "You... you had planned this all along?"
"You're... forcing my Dali to the edge of a cliff."
As the ruler of a nation, how could he fail to see Lin Xuan's intentions?
The supposed attempt to kill Nomukhan had merely been a pretext.
Though Lin Xuan's martial arts were formidable, it would by no means have been easy for him to kill a Mongol prince determined to flee in the briefest instant while Golden Wheel Dharma King and the Xuanming Elders defended him with their lives. He might even have had to pay a considerable price.
His true purpose had never been murder, but a complete break!
Before the Dali royal