Ji Hanxing leaped down from the Dragon Elephant's back. Her figure was exquisitely curved, her sapphire-blue hair flowed in the wind, and her jade-green eyes shone brightly. Even beneath thick battle armor, her beauty could not be concealed.
She held a long spear and pointed it at Ning Xiaochuan's neck. "Young Master Chuan, it would have been one thing if your Netherworld Manor merely slaughtered the innocent, but now you have actually brought the flames of war into the Imperial City. If I do not eliminate you today, who knows how many people will die by your hand in the future!"
Her voice was deafening as she declared Young Master Chuan's crimes.
Ji Hanxing dearly wanted to remove Young Master Chuan's mask because she could sense a familiar aura from him, one that felt strangely known!
She suspected that Young Master Chuan was some Martial Dao expert she knew, perhaps even one of the princes or marquises within the Imperial City.
"Who is that woman? She actually dares accuse Young Master Chuan? Can't she see that even two Cloud Tiger Generals have been killed?"
"Seeing as she rides a Dragon Elephant and carries a Dragon Elephant Halberd Spear, she should be from the Dragon Elephant Divine Martial Battalion."
"That woman is dead for sure! Young Master Chuan is an overlord of the Heretical Path. He is cruel by nature and will never forgive a little girl for offending him."
There were also many senior Martial Dao figures present. Some stood calmly atop Jade Viewing Pavilion, as light as drifting clouds and gentle winds; some sat by the street drinking tea; others concealed themselves in the darkness.
All of them were observing Young Master Chuan, hoping to tear away his mysterious veil and see exactly what kind of person