"Please." Lin Xiao smiled and acted polite.
Fan Ling snorted when she saw the guards' reaction. They were too used to judge people based on appearance.
There were many other people who got attracted by the commotion. Some people pointed at Lin Xiao's clothes and whispered to themselves but not many dared to speak openly. After all, they didn't want to court death yet.
However, for a cultivator at Lin Xiao's rank, their voices were as clear as day.
"He's a prince?"
"Seriously? Is there any prince who love to act low?"
"Maybe he's just some long distance relative of the Emperor so he didn't have much connection with the Imperial Family."
"Hmm, that's possible."
Fan Ling grunted when she heard them saying that. She rolled her sleeve. "I wonder what they would say if I turn them into a meat paste."
"Don't be reckless!" Lin Yun quickly stopped Fan Ling before she went into her berserk mode and possibly killed a lot of people.
