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The Sun was hanging high in the sky, and it was noon exactly.

Ling Xian and Huang Er were strolling around slowly on a busy street.

When they reached a relatively empty alley, Ling Xian suddenly stopped his footsteps. Then, an emotionless and cold statement left his lips.

"Your excellency have followed me this entire way. Are you not planning on showing yourself?"

Afterwards, there was no response. The entire surrounding was silent, and the only thing noticeable was Huang Er's questioning gaze.

Seeing this, Ling Xian's expression fell, "Your excellency, if you are not planning on showing yourself, then don't blame me for making a move."

"It is no wonder that you are a powerhouse that even the Mu Clan is mindful of. You sure do have sharp senses."

A rusty voice arose, then a purple round plate emerged in midair. It emitted a mysterious wave of energy that engulfed the entire alley.