Xiao Jingsan cupped his hands in respect for a long time, yet Li Mingyue did not respond.
When he looked over, Li Mingyue was still talking to himself, as if he hadn't heard his voice.
"It seems the State Preceptor doesn't intend to protect you at all." Xiao Jingsan looked at Su Ming'an sitting on the chair: "Come back with me."
The guards and eunuchs behind him moved closer. Xiao Jingsan drew out a long sword, its tip pointing straight at Su Ming'an.
"Ha."
Su Ming'an chuckled: "You were just immobilized by my Matrix Orders, and now you arrogantly claim to take me back? Where does your confidence come from?"
Xiao Jingsan was stunned; he hadn't expected Su Ming'an to speak so suddenly, and with such an off tone. He sniffed the air, which was filled with the fragrance of peach blossom brew.
He pinched his thumb and forefinger, and a flash of golden script appeared before him. The Matrix Orders for stillness activated, a blood-red light fell upon Su Ming'an's head.
