When Du Nanyuan emerged from the city with a group of Palace Guards in an aggressive manner, his face was extremely gloomy. Just a moment ago, he was troubled by matters relating to the Luoxing Sect, and unexpectedly, someone hastily reported that the Luoxing Sect had attacked Pingyang City.
Upon seeing the newcomers, Xiahou Jie's expression turned even colder. He set down his hand and approached, soon forming a standoff with Du Nanyuan's group.
The entire city gate was suddenly tightly blocked. The small evil cultivators from the Evil Sect watched the commotion with reckless abandon, while the commoners had already retreated in panic, dispersing in all directions.
Both parties remained silent, and the tension immediately reached a peak.
In the end, it was Xiahou Jie who couldn't help but strike first, speaking out in rebuke.
"Du, what do you mean by this? Do you want to slap my face?"
