The Way and the Sword

Just one glance made Li Dalu furrow his brow.

The newcomer carried no sword, yet she felt even more dangerous than Liu Xian'er's elder sister, Liu Piaopiao.

A great battle was about to erupt before Jinling Ferry. When had the dynasty gained so many formidable cultivators? What were these people up to?

Seeing that the newcomer was about to reach the entrance to the prince's residence, Li Dalu had no choice but to rise and head out of the flower hall.

Liu Xian'er sensed something was wrong. With a whoosh, she darted after her teacher.

She asked nervously, "Teacher, has a bad person come?"

Li Dalu hadn't expected the little girl to be so curious. He could only smile faintly. "An older sister has come. I'm afraid she'll force her way in."

Liu Xian'er nodded. "Then let's go see."

In the little girl's view, if Teacher really couldn't beat her, he could just shout for her sister to come help.

But when she followed her teacher and watched him open the gates of the prince's residence, she was startled.

The newcomer wore flowing white robes and looked like a celestial maiden. This woman seemed even more formidable than her sister.

The woman was also startled to find the two of them suddenly appear. Her phoenix brows knitted as she asked, "I heard Wang Xian lives here. Please call him out..."

The moment Liu Xian'er saw the newcomer, she hid behind Li Dalu, rose onto her tiptoes, and whispered in his ear.

Li Dalu furrowed his brow at her words, but his face betrayed little emotion.

Instead, he replied calmly, "My junior brother isn't in the imperial city. Miss Feng, please return."

Feng Linglong was startled when she spotted Liu Xian'er behind Li Dalu. She hadn't expected the little girl from