"Wei Yan, what do you intend to do?"
Zhu Ming soon recalled what had happened to Wei Du, and his expression grew solemn as he looked at the man.
"What do I intend?" Wei Yan gave a cold laugh and said, "My brother's murder must be avenged. What do you think I intend?"
Zhu Ming said, "Then make your move!"
Yet Wei Yan did not attack. He merely said, "I'm not foolish enough to do it here..."
"Then what the hell are you running your mouth for?" A voice cut Wei Yan off as Li Ling approached. "At a time when our two kingdoms are forging an alliance and discussing cooperation, should we take those words to mean that you harbor resentment and have no regard for the greater good?"
Wei Yan glanced at him and said gravely, "Royal Consort Li, this has nothing to do with you."
Li Ling said, "How does it have nothing to do with me? I was personally involved in Wei Du's affair. He came to this very residence to carry out an assassination, was wounded and fled, and only then was killed. If you truly want to avenge your brother, come to me. What's the point of saying all this to Senior Brother Zhu?"
Zhu Ming said, "Li Ling, you..."
Li Ling said, "Senior Brother Zhu, this karmic debt is mine to bear."
With that, he looked at Wei Yan without yielding an inch.
Wei Yan flew into a rage. A strand of divine sense extended like an invisible arm and grabbed at Li Ling.
But Li Ling sensed it immediately. He drove his own divine sense forward, blocked the other man's force, and forcibly suppressed it.
"What's going on? Why are you fighting?"
The clash of divine sense immediately drew the attention of