"Has Luo Feng stolen something from you as well?"
Prince Nangong cast a glance at Xue Wu Qing, a corner of his mouth lifting into an inexplicable smile. Clearly, the other party was not telling the truth, but he decided against probing further.
Turning around, Prince Nangong addressed two robust blue-robed Martial Artists standing behind him.
"You two, go with Steward Zhao."
"Yes!"
The two blue-robed Martial Artists responded respectfully. One of them raised his head, his face expressionless as he asked, "Prince, are we allowed to kill?"
Prince Nangong thought for a moment and then shook his head. "After all, we are in the Canglang Dynasty, and two princes are present. Don't go too far. All you need to do is stop anyone who tries to rescue Luo Feng, so that Steward Zhao can act freely."
"Yes!"
"Go!"
WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH...
