750th Break: Reserve

Jiang Empire, the imperial capital.

"Brr…" Meng Xing shuddered suddenly. He rubbed his arms with his palms as he shrunk his neck.

"Are you cold?" Lin Ze immediately asked.

"I am fine." Meng Xing shook his head.

But, Lin Ze still took off his outer robe and wrapped it around him (MX). Meng Xing smiled and felt the warmth and Lin Ze's familiar smell coming from the robe.

"Ah Xing… earlier…" Lin Ze spoke as they walked down the street, watching the bustling activities around them.

Meng Xing knows he is referring to what happened earlier in the palace. He can only sigh.

"'Mo Jiashe'?" the other ministers muttered, not familiar with the name.

"So, the Fa Duan Kingdom's royal advisor changed?" some of them now realized.

"How confident are you in dealing with Mo Jiashe?" Lin Fengbo asked Meng Xing.

Everyone fell silent and all eyes fell on Meng Xing.

"Less than half." Meng Xing honestly answered.