Lin Tian yawned and looked at him lazily. "Li Jing, are you planning to search me?"
Li Jing's expression changed, and he quietly stepped back. He knew how vicious Lin Tian was; last time, he had been beaten in the Hall of Miraculous Mists.
Keeping his guard up, he said, "It is not that I, Wang, wish to search you, but the Vine Dao Venerable has a prior offense, and your explanation is hardly convincing. If your conscience is truly clear, you should prove your innocence. What is there to fear?"
Lin Tian grinned at him, then suddenly turned to the Jade Emperor. "Your Majesty, I have just remembered that the thief in green had a build rather similar to Heavenly King Li's. With how eagerly he has jumped out to accuse me, perhaps he has a guilty conscience.
"Why not strip him and search him before everyone? That would clear his name."
No sooner had the words left his mouth than he charged straight at Li Jing, without waiting for the Jade Emperor's decree.
He moved too fast. A streak of golden light flashed through the Hall of Miracle Mists, and even though Li Jing was on guard, he did not have time to deploy his pagoda.
Pain shot through his ankle as someone kicked it, and he instantly dropped to his knees.
His wrists ached as someone seized them. The pagoda in his hand fell to the floor with a clang, while his arms were forced behind his back and bound by a strand of golden light.
Everything happened too quickly. Golden light suddenly appeared before Li Jing's eyes, and then the temperature soared.
Out of the corner of his eye, he glimpsed a treasured sword blazing with golden light, about to slash down.
**"Lin Tian, don't you