The two middle-aged men standing at the forefront, the burly one remained unmoved, silent, and expressionless, as if he hadn't heard the words of the Marquis of Anxi.
The relatively slender middle-aged cultivator had a much gentler demeanor by comparison.
He slightly raised his hand and nodded slightly toward the Marquis of Anxi, his voice steady and uninflected, "No need for courtesy, just follow your procedures."
"Thank you, Chang'an Sword Immortal." The Marquis of Anxi immediately showed an expression of immense gratitude in his eyes.
He cast a wary glance at the burly man beside Li Qiubai, and seeing that he still showed no reaction, he could only bow his fists in salute again to the burly man.
Finally, this cultivator, who even in Chang'an City was considered an illustrious figure, waved a hand towards the rear, gritting his teeth as he loudly instructed, "Chang'an Guard, immediately take over the Qing City rebels."
