A few days later, three uninvited guests suddenly arrived at the Su Clan in Yunye City.
They were none other than City Lord Duan Chengshan, Patrol Hall Master Xing E, and City Guard General Qiu Ye.
Su Zhenglong welcomed them in, utterly bewildered. "City Lord, you honor the Su Clan with your presence. Su failed to welcome you from afar."
He had no idea what Duan Chengshan had come for so suddenly, but the visitors did not seem to have good intentions.
Duan Chengshan still wore his kindly, squinting-eyed expression as he asked with a smile, "In one month, it will be the Yun Province Grand Competition. I wonder how the Su Clan Head's daughter has been preparing?"
"She never forgets to cultivate each day," Su Zhenglong replied.
The very next instant, Duan Chengshan's expression turned cold as he said heavily, "Call your son-in-law over. I have important business."
Su Zhenglong's body trembled slightly. Though he had no idea why, he could only summon Sikong Jing.
Inside the Su Clan's main hall, Duan Chengshan stared at Sikong Jing. "Do you know who that handsome young man who appeared at the Martial Arts Arena that day was?"
A cold gleam flashed through Sikong Jing's eyes, but he did not answer.
Su Zhenglong, meanwhile, grew tense. That handsome young man was Ah Jing's little brother. Had something serious happened?
Duan Chengshan continued, "He is a member of the Great Shang Dynasty's Brocade Sect. He is now trapped in deep waters and scorching flames. After killing Xia Kingdom's First Prince in Heavenly Dragon Villa in Yanyun City, he was trapped within Yanyun City for three days. To this day, it is unknown whether he is dead or alive."
At those words, Sikong Jing abruptly raised his head, killing intent gradually welling up in