On a cold night, the night air was cool as water. Beneath the moon, the three Heavenly Demon Princes gathered together, each possessing an extraordinary and powerful presence.
Facing the First Prince of the royal clan, Ning Chen showed not the slightest fear. Smiling, he looked at the other man, his words meeting his with needle-point sharpness.
Xuan Zhen sneered. "Framing a prince is indeed a grave crime. However, shielding the murderer of an Imperial Prince is likewise a capital offense. Thirteenth Brother, this matter has nothing to do with you. I advise you not to wade into these muddy waters."
"And if I refuse?" Ning Chen asked with a smile.
"Since you remain stubbornly unrepentant, do not blame me, your elder brother, for showing no mercy."
Xuan Zhen's expression darkened. Looking toward the Grand Commander beside him, he said, "Grand Commander Xuan Mo, the two men before you—one harmed an Imperial Prince, while the other shields the culprit. As commander of the Imperial Guards, should you not be doing something?"
Xuan Mo sighed softly and waved his hand. "Surround Third Prince's Manor!"
"Let me see who dares! Are you trying to rebel?"
Before the manor, Xuan Qing, who had always been skilled at endurance, could no longer suppress the fury in his heart. The pride of a royal prince would not permit him to endure such humiliation and false accusations.
Behind Xuan Mo, the Imperial Guard soldiers looked at one another. At last, they turned troubled gazes toward their Grand Commander. Surrounding a prince's manor was no small crime.
"Brother Xuan Mo, Third Imperial Brother is a prince no matter what. Before the truth is uncovered, sealing his manor is rather excessive," Ning Chen said calmly, looking at the man before him.
"So what if he is a prince?