Blood-Related

Lifen agonized with their situation of Xian Lang's hard-headedness, believing the prince would keep his word. The prince waited patiently, but his hand held Lifen close to him.

Xian Lang stood there wondering if he would give in to the prince's threats, and Xinyi's face came to mind. He had no inclination to let the prince's people go. For him, this was his chance to capture the men, but sadly, the prince had powers while he had none. Even his armor had reached its limit. The only thing he could do was look back, hoping Xinyi would understand him.

Xinyi also saw her father mouthing something to her, but she couldn't make out of it. "What is Pa trying to say?" she asked Ming.

"I think he said, do something?" Ming followed his father-in-law's mouth with his.