Right before the blade hit, a large bear pushed the attacker away from Xiang He. Simultaneously, a masked young man appeared beside the emperor, seemingly out of nowhere.
"Tsk. It seems like the Azure Kingdom is fond of targeting the weak," Yi Ling smiled. Mu Xin had seen through their disguises and informed Yi Ling. He had also been observing them during the auction.
The trio gasped, taken aback. How did he know? This masked individual must also be from that sect, given the similarity to the emperor's and the elders' masks during the trial concoction. Realizing their identities were blown, the leader laughed.
"So what? You puny mid-rank kingdoms are nothing compared to us high-ranks!" His two companions laughed as well, pride evident in their voices. They reveled in their superiority, born into one of the high-rank kingdoms.
"Xiang He, drink this." Yi Ling assisted Xiang He to sit up and pushed a bottle towards his lips. He didn't hesitate to drink it.
