The Third Prince's arrival cast a subtle tension over the entire third courtyard of the Command Division.
The Directors, constable captains, and Iron Garments from every department immediately turned their eyes toward him.
The eyes of the few fifth-grade old scholars from the Star-Gazing Academy lit up, revealing a glimmer of hope.
Xu Tianhu, Hou Dazhu, and the others were stunned.
They had never imagined Yang Ling had enough influence to actually bring one of the Zhao Kingdom's most powerful figures here!
Cao Yunlong suddenly glanced at Xu Tianhu.
Xu Tianhu immediately withdrew his gaze, not daring to keep looking.
With his hands clasped behind his back, the Third Prince strolled up to Yang Ling as though taking a leisurely walk through a garden. His deep eyes quietly scrutinized him.
Only after a long moment did he say with a faint smile:
"Director Yang, you truly are capable. In such a short time, you've risen from an utterly ordinary Iron Garment to such a lofty position.
"Even your cultivation keeps advancing. A Third-Grade Great Grandmaster like Qi Tairan is no match for you.
"I wonder what divine patron stands behind you?"
Qi Tairan looked somewhat uncomfortable.
"What business is it of yours who stands behind me, Third Prince?"
Yang Ling said coolly, "I invited you here today to explain your involvement in the arson case in Elephant Peak Prefecture."
"Insolence! A mere fourth-grade cultivator dares casually slander a prince of this dynasty!"
Cao Yunlong barked.
Yang Ling glanced at Cao Yunlong. He did nothing, and even his gaze remained mild.
Yet that invisible pressure immediately made it difficult for Cao Yunlong to breathe. Cold sweat poured uncontrollably from his body.
As though sensing danger, his internal art activated on its own. The power of flesh derivation surged violently, trying to