Will Li Yanfu give them time?
"Ma Yan! Strike! Capture the king to catch the bandit first!" Grandmaster Dong suddenly shouted.
Now, with most military generals out of the city to resist the enemy, the strongest in the hall was Ma Yan. A martial artist of the Worldly Realm should be able to hold the situation.
However, Ma Yan did not move, clenching his fists and vigilantly staring at a masked guard beside Li Yanfu.
"Ha," Li Yanfu chuckled. At this moment, he no longer concealed his wolfish ambitions, revealing his true, fierce nature:
"Dong Xuan, could it be that you have grown senile? How dare I, the Prime Minister, enter the palace today without accounting for Ma Yan, this fierce general?"
His eyes carried an air of disdain:
"Or do you think I cannot find even one expert of the Worldly Realm by my side?"
As his words fell, the masked guard on his back right suddenly removed his mask, revealing a face imprinted with tattoos.
"Kong Wu!" Someone in the crowd exclaimed.
