"Whose subordinate is Old Man Mu, exactly?" Pang Jing forcibly suppressed his anger. Not being able to find the real culprit only made him feel more stifled.
Pang Jing and Luo Qikang had a special relationship, and Gu Shenwei knew it well. Even so, the Western Regions Protectorate Official's fierce reaction surprised him a little. But no matter how intense his emotions were, they were useless; in the end, he still had to yield to reality. With only a few hundred Central Plains martial artists and soldiers, it was impossible to "wash Jade City in blood." The twenty thousand Central Plains troops outside the city were Pang Jing's firmest support.
Yet that very support had not fully obeyed his orders.
The Central Plains army had indeed mobilized in full, but it advanced very slowly. By the time the Dragon Army and the Golden Peng Army marched out of camp from the south and north to keep watch, the two armies of ten thousand had simply stopped in their tracks. They sent fast riders to inform the Protectorate Official that the situation was unfavorable and they absolutely must not start a war.
It was under these circumstances that Pang Jing had no choice but to believe Unrivaled King's explanation: the real killer of Luo Qikang was Old Man Mu, and Old Man Mu had already slipped out of everyone's control.
This had been a perfect opportunity to frame the Dragon King, but Unrivaled King had let it go. He knew perfectly well that Golden Peng Fortress could point out that Old Man Mu was a loyal subordinate of the Dragon King, while the Dragon King could just as easily prove that the real killer had long been colluding with Golden Peng Fortress. The result of slinging mud at each other would