When he opened his eyes, Wang Xian looked up at the sky. Good, the sun still shone over Jinling Ferry.
Then he rolled over and asked, "What, did something happen to those two women?"
He couldn't fathom it. Under the bright, clear sky, who would dare attack the princess consort, already at the peak of Spirit Transformation, and Hua Mantian, already at the sixth level of Spirit Transformation, inside the imperial city?
In his eyes, those two women never bullied anyone; the men of the imperial city ought to burn incense and thank their lucky stars for that.
"I don't know either. Where did those experts come from?"
Li Dalu sighed and said, "After the Battle of Duanlong Mountain, the world's heroes all fell in cultivation. In these past years, hardly anyone has undergone tribulation..."
He spoke slowly and calmly.
Li Dalu told his junior brother, far away at Jinling Ferry, about the two attacks in the imperial city. Wang Xian shuddered from head to toe as he listened.
Holy shit!
That stagnant imperial city had seen the arrival of such terrifying experts?
The Four Great Sects? Impossible.
Those fellows had just suffered a crushing defeat outside Jinling Ferry. How could they have any time to care about the imperial city's mess? What did the Four Great Sects care who became emperor?
Liu Piaopiao of Flying Cloud Island? That seemed unlikely too.
That woman's younger sister was still at the Prince's manor, learning to read and write from his senior brother and studying how to conduct herself. Even if Liu Piaopiao had a hundred times the nerve, she wouldn't dare act recklessly...
The only wildcard was probably the one who still hadn't shown herself.
Feng Linglong, who had once set him up aboard a ship in the South Sea.
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