At the Ji residence, dust swirled as Sword Qi gleamed like frost. Amid everyone's shock, a figure in red appeared in the battle. His calm gaze swept across the crowd, and with a wave of his right hand, he dispersed the Sword Qi surrounding Murong.
"Go wait for me outside."
Ning Chen spoke gently. Flipping his palm, he condensed essence and sent her out of the Ji residence.
Murong flew away, watching the figure before her grow ever more distant. The tenderness in her eyes deepened by the moment.
So his voice was this pleasant to hear.
"Everyone, what do your grievances with King Qi have to do with that young lady? You struck to kill without distinguishing black from white. Don't you think that is excessive?" Ning Chen asked indifferently, looking at the crowd ahead.
"She was brought here by King Qi. Trespassing into the Ji residence was a capital offense. How is that excessive?" Ji Changkong said coldly.
"Is that so?"
Ning Chen narrowed his eyes slightly. "I was also brought here by King Qi, and I too trespassed into the Ji residence. Should I also atone with my life?"
"If you seek death, we will grant it to you."
Ji Changkong stepped forward, his eyes filled with killing intent.
"I understand."
Ning Chen responded softly, then looked toward the black flames spreading across the sky. "King Qi, are you still not coming out?"
"I have been waiting for you for quite some time, Brother Ning."
Before his words faded, wind and clouds churned within the sea of black fire. A handsome figure strode forth as chain after chain shattered, turning into black mist and vanishing.
The four Grand Elders of the Ji family underwent a drastic change in expression. How could this be? King Qi had emerged