Seeing the disgust on Ling Rong's face and her fighting stance, Xia Junxiong's gaze turned cold.
"You stinking girl, I didn't expect you to be so ungrateful!"
Ling Rong looked cold and resolute, her jade hand gripping the sword hilt tightly. "If you want to fight, then fight!"
She was now at the early stage of the Venerable Realm and possessed five-element spiritual roots, making her extraordinarily gifted.
The thousand-odd golden Inner Guards Xia Junxiong had brought were only around the Spirit Soul Realm. Even though they outnumbered her and wore highly defensive golden fish-scale armor, she was still confident of victory.
Therefore, she would never yield an inch to Xia Junxiong, this wolf in human skin!
"Fine, then this Crown Prince will grant you your wish!"
Xia Junxiong's face twisted savagely as he raised his hand to order the golden Inner Guards to attack.
Qian Song shouted, "Xia Junxiong, don't think that just because you're the Crown Prince, you can do whatever you please. Our family head is connected to the Northern—"
Before he could finish, Ling Rong hurriedly raised her hand to stop him. "Steward Qian, watch your words!"
She knew perfectly well that Qian Song was about to invoke the name of the Emperor Consort of the Northern Profound Heaven to force Xia Junxiong back.
After all, if they truly came to blows, the Ling Family would be completely tearing all ties with the Great Xia imperial family.
When that happened, the consequences would be impossible to predict.
And if Qian Song revealed that Ling Rong had been saved by Lin Xuan, then Xia Junxiong—and perhaps even the entire Great Xia imperial family—would surely hesitate to throw a rat for fear of breaking the porcelain.
After all, the name Emperor Consort of the Northern Profound Heaven carried