Xu Qingxiao unleashed his might, third rank against third rank; Ji Yuan: "Warm some wine for me"

Inside the Prince's Manor.

Xu Qingxiao felt mentally exhausted. Refining the First-Rank Divine Martial Cannon had consumed far too much energy.

And that was with his cultivation at the third rank of the Immortal Dao and the support of the Dao De Jing. Otherwise, successfully merging twenty first-rank formations would have been all but impossible.

Yet Xu Qingxiao had never expected to hear such news the moment he emerged from the secret chamber.

Chen Zhengru was gravely injured?

Xu Qingxiao's brows knitted tightly. He looked at Yang Hu, his gaze turning icy.

"What happened?"

Xu Qingxiao asked with a frown.

"Your Highness, Ji Yuan, the prince of Great Wei, returned yesterday."

"Chen Zhengru came into conflict with him and was beaten until he was gravely injured."

"Fortunately, he suffered no damage to his foundations. Her Majesty intervened immediately and saved him, but according to the news..."

"Chen Zhengru needs to recuperate at home for some time. His injuries are very serious."

Yang Hu gave a brief account.

"He went after Chen Zhengru as soon as he arrived. It seems this Ji Yuan wants to put me in my place."

"Tell me everything, from beginning to end."

Xu Qingxiao's expression regained its calm. But after following him for over a year, Yang Hu immediately understood what he intended to do.

Not daring to waste words, Yang Hu then recounted the entire incident in detail, including how the conflict had begun and what both sides had said. He explained virtually everything, point by point.

After hearing the full story.

Xu Qingxiao became unusually calm.

He stood quietly before Yang Hu, saying nothing.

Ji Yuan's methods were hardly sophisticated. To an onlooker, they might even seem utterly foolish.

Logically, as an orphan, Ji Yuan should not have acted so arrogantly even with powerful