Dugu Xin's Strength

Dugu Xin knew very well that the truth of the matter was utterly unimportant.

What mattered was that the Ironblood Mercenary Corps had finally found an excuse to make a move against the Flying Dragon Mercenary Corps.

Ye Kai's arrival was nothing more than an advance assault—a visit to smash their signboard.

If he lost to Ye Kai and was taken away by him, the Ironblood Mercenary Corps would then naturally take over the remaining members of the Flying Dragon Mercenary Corps.

In this world, all conflicts would ultimately turn into contests of strength.

Not only in this world—even in the lower realms, it was the same.

Dugu Xin had lived through who knew how many ages. He could still see through this fundamental truth.

Thus, he knew perfectly well that even if he argued until the sky split open, debating the truth with them would be of no use whatsoever.

The key lay in the final contest of strength between him and Ye Kai.

"Looks like I'll be saddled with this crime whether I admit it or not." Dugu Xin spoke with unwavering conviction. "In that case, let's see whether Captain Ye has what it takes to arrest me within this residence."

As he spoke, Dugu Xin's energy surged, and a wave of majesty immediately burst forth from within him.

As his energy swelled, his robes fluttered and his long hair streamed in the wind. At the same time, a ring appeared.

Stirred by his energy, the ring transformed into a halo radiating intense white light, encircling Dugu Xin's body.

Ye Kai was taken aback, because he had already discovered that Dugu Xin's magical treasure was of no low grade. It even faintly carried fluctuations of life aura.

In other words, Dugu Xin's ring was a mid-grade magical treasure