Su Xin talked for a long while. Tang Xian seemed somewhat tempted, but he still didn't agree.
A cunning old fox like him would never cast his net without first seeing the rabbit. Trying to sway him with words alone was incredibly difficult.
Fortunately, Su Xin had kept one card up his sleeve. He was sure Tang Xian would agree readily once he saw it.
Su Xin took an Image Recording Stone from his Mustard Seed Bag and poured his true qi into it. At once, a familiar figure appeared in midair: Prince of Tai, Ji Yancheng.
Tang Xian looked puzzled. He clearly remembered that this was the scene from the Luoyang Tournament, after they had exposed Liu Xuancheng's identity.
Everyone else had already left. Only Ji Yancheng remained, his face dark as he stood there. In a chilling voice, he said, "You dead eunuch! Once I ascend the throne, the first thing I'll do is have you and all your godsons executed, every last one of you!"
The Liu Xuancheng incident had been no small matter, and Ji Yancheng had been connected to it. So even after everyone had dispersed, Six Fan Sect's agents had continued to secretly watch Ji Yancheng and Zou Qingxuan of the Qingcheng Sword Sect. They had even used an Image Recording Stone.
Ji Yancheng was a prince, and Zou Qingxuan belonged to the Qingcheng Sword Sect. Both men carried considerable weight.
For instance, if Ji Yancheng really had colluded with Liu Xuancheng and harbored treasonous designs, then without the Image Recording Stone as evidence, even if Six Fan Sect's agents had heard it with their own ears, it would have been useless.
But no one had expected the Image Recording Stone to capture a scene like this.
Tang Xian's face had darkened to the