After the Da Li delegation appeared, a hint of cold flashed in Pei Xuanjing's eyes because he felt the residual sword intent he had left that day.
"Master?" The Crown Prince looked at Pei Xuanjing, a questioning look in his eyes.
Pei Xuanjing flashed a light smile: "It's nothing serious, I just discovered the person who attempted to assassinate me on Long Street that day!"
"Huh?" The Crown Prince's expression darkened, he asked aloud, "Who is it?"
Pei Xuanjing just smiled, not speaking, his gaze landing on the group of people from the Da Li delegation.
Ever since Feng Yan was injured by Pei Xuanjing's sword Qi that day, he had been practicing in solitude at his station trying to dispel the sword Qi.
Unfortunately, even with Ashina Zhenlu's help, he could only seal the sword Qi in one place, he was unable to completely dispel it.
