Chapter Ninety: The King and The Commoner

"Tang Luo! How dare you kill the steward of the young master Shen? Have you forgotten the Xiling Pact?"

Before Mi Shen could react, the members of the Mi Clan in the southern formation launched their attack. They identified the head in Tang Luo's hand as that of Zhang Xinghe.

Tang Luo opened his hand and the head fell to the ground.

"A dozen days ago, I told Mi Shen to hand over the person. Since he didn't, I had to get them myself. As for the Xiling Pact, are there any members of the Mi Clan still in Jiang Lin, in the Young Master's Mansion?" Tang Luo took out a white handkerchief from his pocket and began to wipe his palm.

Mi Shen's eye glowed icy cold, barely containing the simmering anger within him.

He understood that he had fallen into Tang Luo's trap. The grandly staged duel was merely a distraction for a surprise attack on the Young Master's Mansion, and to kill Zhang Xinghe.