Li Yuyu was about to speak when suddenly a sound of wind breaking through rang in her ears, and a familiar figure flashed past her eyes.
Was it... Yan Xiu?
Li Yuyu widened her eyes, shockingly watching the handsome man in black robes, whose fierce palm wind struck towards Yan Zixuan standing before her.
Heavens, Yan Xiu and Yan Zixuan were fighting!
Li Yuyu quickly responded, "Feng Yin, Little Xianzi, send people to guard all entrances, don't let anyone in!"
"Yes."
Both Feng Yin and Little Xianzi turned pale, fully aware that if the Emperor and Prince Xuan got into a fight, it was a grave situation that could not be leaked.
Fortunately, there were no outsiders present, just those from Luaxin Pavilion, so they only needed to keep their mouths shut.
"A dignified ruler of a country, yet resorts to sneak attacks!"
Yan Zixuan licked his gums with his tongue, tasting the metallic scent of blood.
