Chapter 1793: Setting the Trap

s later, Lu Ye followed suit.Xi Xialiang gripped his saber tightly, his brows furrowed, watching Lu Ye's figure disappear from sight with wide eyes. He was powerless to stop it, unless he was willing...ting calmly and motionless. The Panshan Sword rested across his legs, his eyelids slightly lowered.This air of indifference, seemingly disregarding everyone present, only fueled the eagerness of those...