Li Tianluo and Li Wutong, who were rushing over with several attendants, all froze in place. They thought, 'Has the Prince's Senior Staff Officer suddenly gone mad?' Only Li Wutong narrowed his eyes at Ling Xiao, his heart... filled with sheer terror!
Elder Peng had claimed to have been injured by Ling Xiao. Although Li Wutong believed him, he still found it hard to accept. It was as unbelievable as someone saying a three-year-old toddler had killed a robust, thirty-year-old man. And... in a direct confrontation, no less.
That was why Li Wutong could never bring himself to believe it. How could a young man like Ling Xiao, who had only just reached adulthood and opened his Celestial Vein a mere six months ago, possess such power? But then again, Elder Peng had no reason to lie. Who would tell such a self-deprecating lie on purpose?
