When Li Xuan and his companions hastily exited the cabin, they found Zhang Yue, with his large shield, confronting over fifty sharp troops of Jingying.
Li Xuan glanced at these people. His eyes hardened as he did so. He recognized that these men were each elites. Not only were their bodies robust and strong, but their cultivation level was also not below the third house level. They were on a completely different level from the Jingying soldiers he had defeated like pathetic dogs on the dock of Xuanwu Lake.
"What's going on?"
With his hand on his waist sword, Li Xuan stepped onto the deck at a steady pace. His voice deep, and his intimidating gaze swept across the opposition. "You dare to draw your swords against the people of the Liudao Division. You have some nerve!"
"We are here by the order of the Inspectorate to investigate the case of the theft and sale of weapons from Dasheng Pass and the Nanjing armory!"
