Fan Ji’an intended to establish his authority. Since he occupied the moral high ground this time, he had nothing to fear, and he struck without holding anything back.
Jian had already prepared herself to take the hit and then find a way to kill this Nascent Soul True Monarch.
Just then, a purple, inch-long beam of sword light appeared from the side, instantly shattering Fan Ji’an’s palm shadow. Only a pair of black boots was visible in the shadows at the entrance of the City Lord’s mansion. The killing intent radiating from the figure was so intense that no one dared to get close, let alone catch a glimpse of a face. The person made no attempt to reveal themselves, merely saying in a low voice:
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