Hearing Yan Xiezhi's words, Feng Xuange trembled with rage in his hiding place.
How could he say that about Shuang'er?
Did he deserve to be Shuang'er's brother??
Lianshan Xin also gave Yan Xiezhi a surprised glance.
He had thought Yan Xiezhi had feigned illness to slip away into the depths of the Hundred Thousand Mountains to rescue his sister.
Now it seemed he had practiced the "Divine Severing Technique"?
Was this what one should expect of Great Yu's civil officials? Their ability to take action really was formidable.
But could he sever those ties?
He felt the lingering shock waves of the explosion around him. Though they fell short of the blast in Western Capital City, they already rivaled the one in the Eastern Capital, when he had turned a group from the Society of Light into well-done acquaintances.
Yet clearly, the Black Coffin had not suffered the slightest damage.
For now, Yan Xiezhi's Divine Severing Technique appeared to have failed to sever anything.
But Lianshan Xin had discerned Yan Xiezhi's attitude.
Noticing Yan Xiezhi glance at him from time to time, and recalling his own identity as a member of Nine Heavens, Lianshan Xin realized that Yan Xiezhi probably took him for the Heavenly Queen's eyes and ears.
He was deliberately displaying his loyalty.
At that thought, Lianshan Xin took the initiative to ask, "It seems Your Excellency doesn't believe what the woman in this Black Coffin said in those dreams?"
Yan Xiezhi continued his furious denunciation. "It's all utter nonsense. My sister is the reigning Heavenly Queen, and she and His Majesty share a deep marital bond. This demoness who sprang out of nowhere actually wants to impersonate my sister. Absolutely outrageous! I believe this is a plot by the Demon Race."
Lianshan Xin felt the familiar blame-shifting