Royal Style firmly believed that if he didn't make a move now, he wouldn't be able to later.
He clenched his teeth and suddenly released a terrifying aura.
An earth-shattering pressure engulfed Ling Xiao, wanting to completely crush Ling Xiao.
Royal Style's strength was around the peak of the third level of the Divine Physique Echelon, the same level as Ye Qiu.
Ling Xiao definitely wouldn't be his match unless he used his Martial Soul Puppet.
However, even a fool knew what the consequences would be if he took out his Martial Soul Puppet at this time.
However, Ling Xiao wasn't in a hurry.
If the other party really wanted to make a move, there was no need for him to fight head-on. Anyway, the Governor's Manor had already set up layers of formations. He just needed to stay inside.
As long as he still had supreme-grade spirit stones, the other party couldn't do anything to him.
"Your son is dead, and you still want to listen to someone's instigation to provoke me?
Aren't you afraid that the king will be angry and make you accompany your son? "
Ling Xiao looked at Royal Style indifferently and said, "If you want to condemn someone, you can always find a pretext. Did any of you see me kill Huang Yunji?
Even if there's a single piece of evidence to prove that I killed him, you can take it out! "
Royal Style frowned.
The three major factions were already restricting each other.
They also competed with each other and were even somewhat hostile.
If he really killed Ling Xiao based on mere speculation, the Golden King would definitely use this as an excuse to settle the score with him.
The Centrist Faction might even push him out in order to keep the peace and prevent the Patriarch Faction from reaping the benefits.
Thinking of this, his originally seething anger gradually calmed down.
"Let me ask you, did Huang Yunji come here last night?"
Royal Style suddenly asked, "You better tell the truth, or else it won't do you any good.
I won't kill you and will only take you to the Criminal Court for interrogation. I believe the king has no reason to stop me. "
"Never seen him!"
Ling Xiao said indifferently.
Speaking of this, the corners of his mouth suddenly curled up into a sneer and he continued, "I'm actually very confused. Why did you people from the Secret Pavilion come to Martial City in the middle of the night?
Could it be that you're doing some shady business? "
"A few days ago, the brothers Huang Tae-woon and Huang Taifeng disappeared in the Lonely Mountain Range.
They're here to investigate this matter. "
Royal Style explained.
He had to explain himself. Otherwise, the Secret Pavilion would be suspected of trying to assassinate the prospective prince consort. Even the Secret Pavilion could not bear such a crime.
"That's even stranger. I've been staying in Martial City all this time, and I've never been to the Lonely Mountain Range.
Why would they investigate my governor's manor? "
Ling Xiao continued to ask with a sneer.
"You have some enmity with that Brother Ling, so it's not too much to investigate, right?"
Royal Style said.
"Hehe, it's not too much. If you came to investigate during the day, I'm afraid there wouldn't be such a shameful matter as the Shadow Guards going missing."
Ling Xiao smiled and said, "It must be that the Shadow Guards have done too many shameful things. If anyone can't stand it, just kill them.
The Secret Pavilion was in the Golden City.
From the Golden City to the Outer Circle, one had to pass through many cities in the Inner Circle and the Middle Circle.
Who knows where they went missing, dead or not.
You're targeting me based on your subjective assumptions, but I'm afraid that you're actually targeting the Golden King behind me.
What? Someone wanted to be king?
Was he the General Pavilion Master of the Secret Pavilion? Or the head of the Criminal Court? "
With Ling Xiao's accusation, Royal Style trembled all over.
This was a great crime of rebellion.
Even if he belonged to the centrist faction, he didn't dare to openly rebel.
"Don't talk nonsense!"
Royal Style was agitated and attacked.
He couldn't let Ling Xiao continue.
This guy's mouth was too terrifying.
Ling Xiao watched Royal Style's attack but didn't move.
He just stood on the wall and looked at Royal Style with a faint smile. "The Secret Pavilion is really awesome now.
Attacking the Prince Consort without a word.
Looks like the Golden King really can't take it anymore.
No one is afraid of him. "
Ling Xiao's words were for the Golden King to hear.
Actually, he already knew that the Golden King had come and was hiding in the crowd.
He seemed to want to see how he would deal with this matter.
He didn't believe that the Golden King wouldn't show his face.
Even if it was for face, he had to teach this Royal Style a lesson today.
Boom!
Royal Style's terrifying attack blasted on the defensive formation of the governor's residence.
Ever since he learned the Divine Rune Art, Ling Xiao had combined the Divine Rune Art with formations.
This made the formation even more powerful.
Not only did Royal Style's attack fail to hurt him, but he was also sent flying into the crowd. He was battered and exhausted.
"Don't waste your energy. I've set up formations all over the governor's residence.
You can't break in with just you. "
Ling Xiao looked at Royal Style and mocked.
Then, he looked at the crowd and said, "Golden King, your future Prince Consort is about to be killed.
You won't even show your face?
Are you afraid of the centrist faction?
How pitiful. No wonder you want me to be the Prince Consort. You want me to help your Royalist faction win back some face. "
Ling Xiao was mercilessly mocking. Anyone who heard it would feel uncomfortable.
He didn't believe that the Golden King could hold back.
Sure enough, a moment later, a tyrannical aura suddenly erupted.
The crowd abruptly moved aside, revealing the Golden King's imposing figure.
"Brat, you really know how to insult others. But I didn't come out not because I'm afraid of these centrist trash.
I just feel that my future Prince Consort has the ability to solve the problem. "
Golden King said with a smile.
Huang Xue and Huang Yu were beside him.
When the two saw that Ling Xiao was fine, their expressions were naturally different.
Huang Xue gritted her teeth, while Huang Yu sighed in relief.
"You're wrong."
Ling Xiao shook his head and said, "Regardless of whether I can handle this matter or not, they seem to be targeting me on the surface, but they're actually targeting you.
If you don't care about it, that means you're weak. "
Golden King frowned.
He knew that Ling Xiao was goading him to deal with Royal Style.
But he still had to do it.
For his dignity as the Golden King.
"Royal Style, is what he said true?"
Golden King looked coldly at Royal Style and asked.
"Your Majesty, don't listen to his side of the story.
Your subordinate absolutely has no intention of rebelling. It's just that my son, Huang Yunji, went missing, so I acted rashly. Please forgive me, Your Majesty. "
Royal Style hurriedly knelt down and said.
"Is that so? You think my future Prince Consort made your son go missing? A few days ago, you also said that the disappearance of Huang Tae-woon and Huang Taifeng was related to Ling Xiao.
This Prince trusted you and let you investigate, but you ended up investigating this Prince instead.
Do you still remember what I said that day?
Only I can deal with my future Prince Consort. No one else is qualified.
If anyone touches him, I won't let them off. "
Golden King's face suddenly became gloomy and cold, and his terrifying aura made Royal Style tremble.
"Your Majesty, Royal Style was just momentarily agitated. What's more, that Ling Xiao is indeed a major suspect.
It doesn't seem good for Your Majesty to be so partial. "
Suddenly, a hoarse voice rang out.
An old man in his fifties or sixties walked out of the void.
His strength was actually on par with Golden King.
This was the leader of the centrist faction, the head of the Criminal Law Court, Huang Lu!
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