"ban?"
Xu Nian chuckled and said, "All rules can only bind the weak... Ling Xiao, I'm giving you a choice."
"What choice?"
Ling Xiao frowned.
"Hand over what you just obtained before sinking, and then cut off your own arm, and I'll pretend today's events never happened."
Xu Nian said coldly, and with each word he spoke, the void trembled.
Ling Xiao's expression changed slightly, and Liu Changqing raised an eyebrow, about to get angry, but was stopped by Ling Xiao.
"He's a madman, capable of anything. Don't provoke him any further."
Lingxiao transmitted his voice.
Shen Qian also heard Ling Xiao's telepathic message and couldn't help but frown slightly.
Handing over treasures... is impossible.
Not to mention cutting off one's own arm.
But anyone could tell that Xu Nian wasn't joking.
As the void trembled, the space around the three people seemed to be compressing invisibly, and an invisible, enormous pressure was squeezing them.
Just as Shen Qian was about to ask Ling Xiao what realm Xu Nian was, and whether the three of them could put up a fight if they joined forces, suddenly, a faint voice rang out, and the pressure around the three of them immediately eased.
“Xu Nian, according to the council’s ban, the underground city is not a place you should set foot in.”
As the voice rang out, a silver-haired youth standing with his hands behind his back appeared in the sky.
Upon recognizing the figure, the surrounding martial artists instantly adopted respectful expressions and said in unison, "Greetings, Marquis Lingtian!"
Ling Tianhou?
Upon hearing these three words, Shen Qian felt somewhat bewildered.
There was no list of kings and marquises, and Shen Qian did not know who this Ling Tianhou was.
He suddenly realized that Ling Xiao's eyes, which were beside him, suddenly revealed a surge of emotion.
Shen Qian was even more surprised. Ordinary kings and nobles would not be able to make Ling Xiao lose his composure like this. This Marquis Ling Tian must have something special about him.
"Who is he?" Shen Qian quietly asked Old Liu beside him.
Liu Changqing, who was always arrogant and disdainful of everyone, was actually somewhat lost in thought at this moment. He stared blankly at the figure until he asked again before he finally came back to his senses.
"He was a legend of my generation." Liu Changqing sighed, suddenly becoming somewhat disheartened.
"A legend of your generation?"
This was the first time Shen Qian had heard Liu Changqing describe someone like this, and he was somewhat surprised.
"Let me put it this way, he should have just turned thirty-five this year."
Seeing that Chen Qian was still a little confused, Liu Changqing added another sentence.
Thirty-five years old... Holy crap!
He took a sip and was immediately struck by the shock.
If he heard correctly, judging from the way everyone addressed him, this silver-haired youth was a genuine marquis or nobleman!
He's only thirty-five years old?
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