Ling Xizi regretted it very much. Her first thought was to change her mind, but looking at Fang Jian's provocative smile, Ling Xizi's anger rose uncontrollably again.

She had worked in the Honglutai for so many years, but this was the first time she had encountered a hostage who dared to speak to her and go against her like that, so Ling Xizi looked at Fang Jian's smiling face and immediately suppressed her regret. She would never show weakness in front of a hostage.

"The majesty of the Dao Court cannot be influenced by a mere state official like you." Ling Xizi said.

Ling Xizi then took out a jade slip and wrote a document, which she handed to Fang Jian and said, "This is your file borrowing record. Take this and report to Mingjie Mansion."

Fang Jian put away the jade slip and asked, "Where is Mingjie Mansion?"

Ling Xizi looked at Fang Jian and said with a half-smile, "It's in Yujing City. Go find it yourself."

Fang Jian nodded, then asked Ling Xizi, "Shaoqing Ling Xizi, where is your immortal residence?"

Ling Xizi said calmly: "Why are you asking this?"

Fang Jian said, "If I can't find Mingjie Mansion, I'll sleep in Shaoqing Mansion tonight."

Ling Xizi was stunned: "..." Then she said angrily: "Where my immortal palace is is none of your business, and you are not qualified to sleep in my palace."

Fang Jian asked, "Then who is qualified to go to the Shaoqing Mansion?"

Ling Xizi clenched her fists, gritted her teeth, and looked at Fang Jian and said, "You ask too many questions. I don't know you well."

"What a coincidence! You and I aren't even familiar with each other." Fang Jian laughed, then bowed and said, "Goodbye."

After saying that, Fang Jian turned around and left, walking out of the Seal Record Pavilion without looking back.

Seeing Fang Jian's figure completely disappear in the circular corridor, Ling Xizi finally couldn't bear it anymore. She grabbed the things on the table and threw them forward. With a roar from Ling Xizi, the tea cups, jade plates and other items on the table all fell to the ground and walls with a clang.

At this time, a woman with bright clothes, extraordinary grace, gentleness and dignity came down from the second floor of Zhuanlu Pavilion. She was also a Hunyuan Wuda Daluo Jinxian. Even though she had seen this unparalleled beautiful face every day over the years, Ling Xizi still felt amazed every time she saw her.

As the woman went downstairs, she looked at Ling Xizi's angry face and the mess on the ground in astonishment, and asked in surprise: "Ling Xizi, why are you so angry?"

Ling Xizi looked at the woman. She was also an official of the Seal Records Pavilion, but she was in charge of archives. Her name was "Jiang E". Unlike Ling Xizi, Jiang E had a great background. She was the granddaughter of "Tai Yi Dao Zun", one of the five regents of the Da Dao Court, and her title was "Shang Qing".

In fact, with Jiang E's status and position, it is impossible for her to work as an archivist in Zhuanlu Pavilion. She is now working in Zhuanlu Pavilion just to experience life.

"Shangqing Jiang." Ling Xizi quickly bowed, then said with a look of anger and depression, "Shangqing Jiang, you don't know that the hostage who just came was too arrogant. He didn't even take me, the Shaoqing, seriously."

Jiang E asked in surprise, "Are you talking about the hostage from Xuanjian Dao Country?"

"Yes." Ling Xizi nodded and said, "It's him. I get angry every time I mention him. He is simply rude, barbaric, and vulgar."

Jiang E had never seen the 'Taiyuan Daozun' of Xuanjian Dao Kingdom. The name Taiyuan Daozun was unfamiliar to her, so she did not have much interest in the prince of Xuanjian Dao Kingdom.

After hearing Ling Xizi's description, she immediately said, "He is indeed very rude and vulgar. Should we punish him?"

When Ling Xizi heard what Jiang E said, she knew what she meant by "dealing with". Jiang E was the most beautiful woman in Yujing City and the only granddaughter of Taiyi Taoist Master, one of the five regents. Marrying her was equivalent to obtaining the power and resources of the Dao Court controlled by Taiyi Taoist Master. Therefore, all the princes, young masters, and nobles in Yujing City who had some background and strength admired Jiang E and wanted to pursue this peerless and beautiful girl from heaven.

Therefore, as long as Jiang E showed some dissatisfaction towards someone, Jiang E's suitors would immediately make that person suffer a fate worse than death.

You have to know that within Yujing City, there are not only princes from various countries serving as hostages, but also princes from various countries. Just ten days ago, a prince from a first-class country killed a prince from a third-class country, but in the end, he only lost some power to the third-class country.

But Ling Xizi is not those princes, nor is she Jiang E. She is just an ordinary Shaoqing without much background.

If Fang Jian died in Yujing, Dao Ting would easily find clues of conflict between him and Fang Jian. Even if Fang Jian's death had nothing to do with him, Taiyuan Daozun would definitely regard him as one of the culprits who killed her son because of this conflict.

Therefore, it is irrational to offend a powerful person in the Yiqing Realm just to vent your anger. The best way is to keep causing trouble for Fang Jian, making every day he spends in Yujing City the most difficult day, and hurting him both physically and mentally!

In this way, I can teach him a big lesson and not offend any powerful person in Qingjing. This is the best of both worlds.

Ling Xizi smiled at Jiang E and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Jiang Shangqing. However, I also have some friends in Mingjie Mansion. I will ask them for help when the time comes."

Jiang E smiled faintly when she heard this and said, "Okay, just tell me if you need my help."

Ling Xizi bowed and said, "Yes."

Then Jiang E turned around and went back to the second-floor attic, while Ling Xizi turned around and looked at the objects scattered on the ground. She waved her sleeves, and a fairy light flashed, and all the objects were returned to the table in an orderly manner.