When Zhu Hongwu heard this, his face twisted in anger. "You're just stating the obvious. If I didn't want you to make a move, why would I have called you over?"
'This bastard, asking a question he already knows the answer to.'
"Fine, I'll make my move," Li Xuanyuan said with a shrug as he started walking forward.
And as they watched Li Xuanyuan prepare to make his move...
Fan Wujie and the others immediately felt the pressure on them lessen. After all, this was a man capable of killing a Martial Emperor.
'If he makes a move for us, won't killing Lin Han be a piece of cake?'
'No matter how monstrously talented Lin Han is, there's no way he could kill a Martial Emperor, right?'
Watching Li Xuanyuan walk toward Lin Han, the two Martial Kings grew ecstatic. They cupped their fists at him and said, "Thank you for your help, Mr. Li."
Li Xuanyuan said nothing, simply walking past between the two of them.
With a soft SWISH, a Soft Sword slid out from his sleeve.
