The Anarchic Consort (2)

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Zongzheng Wen Ren swung his painful hands as he wore a perfect smile. He was the only one who knew how fatal the incident was just now. However, he found it unnecessary to disclose these details to the others.

"Elder, how much time have we spent? I hope we didn't take a long time."

Elder Xu Wu beamed as he replied, "It took us about half an hour. But, it doesn't matter even if we spent too much time, as we are going to give way to the Third Prince nonetheless."

"Elder is certainly accommodating. I almost forgot that Brother Baili has never learned the Art of Exorcism. I reckon that he doesn't know the risk of it." Zongzheng Wen Ren grinned as he turned to look at Baili Jia Jue. "Brother Baili, you're up next. Do you want me to share some tips with you?"

Any sensible man could tell that Zongzheng Wen Ren was trying to redeem himself from being humiliated just now.

Nevertheless, this was a match between the two nations. If at this moment, the Crown Prince from one nation was to offer to coach the other Crown Prince, it was apparent that the former prince was mocking the latter for his lack of ability.

Upon hearing this, Baili Jia Jue rolled his eyes. However, he did not look at Zongzheng Wen Ren. He stood upright in the battle field, wearing a black cloak over his shoulder. He always had a tall physique, coupled with a pair of long legs. Now that he was fully dressed in black, his figure was further accentuated, making him more elegant than ever. The venue was rather confined, but his presence had seemingly turned the place into a big, exquisite yet sinister hall. Nevertheless, Zongzheng Wen Ren, the Crown Prince, seemed miniscule before Baili Jia Jue.

He voiced a provocative remark with a slow pace, "Seeing how much time and energy you've spent to get rid of the ghost and almost got rid of yourself, I reckon that it's better choice to not take any advice from you."

Zongzheng Wen Ren's face glowered as he tightened his grip around the handle of his Peach Wood Sword.

The exorcist from Huangzi Nation was triggered by Baili Jia Jue's words. Hence, he faked a smile as he defended Zongzheng Wen Ren, "Third Prince, it's unlikely that someone else would stay absolutely unharmed if he or she was to be put under the previous circumstances His Highness Wen Ren has done a considerably good job. Even if Your Highness are involved in a similar situation, you might not even achieve His Highness Wen Ren's result. Exorcism is different from war and I hope that Your Highness will not mix up the two."

"That's right. It's easy to fight in a war for all you have to do is to soak your blade red. For exorcism, not only you have to beware of the cunning hostile ghosts, you have to hold fast to avoid being influenced by their ghoulish aura. You're not going to win against the hostile ghosts with merely violence and martial Qi. Therefore, Third Prince should not take things lightly," the other exorcists joined in to lecture Baili Jia Jue as if War Dragon Dynasty was certainly going to lose.

Baili Jia Jue disregarded the crowd and continued to stand still and stare into space, waiting for the match to begin.

Helian Wei Wei chuckled. Her tone was nonchalant yet distinctive, and was audible to the crowd, "His Highness, perhaps we should dismiss the hostile ghosts with violence today? Do you want to stand back?"

"Am I not standing far enough?" Baili Jia Jue always treated Helian Wei Wei differently as he stared at Helian Wei Wei with his onyx eyes that was full of affection.

Helian Wei Wei muffled her voice to make sure that her words were only audible to Baili Jia Jue, "You have to move further. Do you think I haven't figured out why did the ghosts ran away so hastily just now? You were the one who scared them away. For now, it's better for you to stay away. If the hostile ghost dares not approach us, how are we going to fight them?"