Shen Jiusong and Chen Zheng were both a bit flabbergasted.

It was only just last night that Mu Xi and the others left the Greenplate Army’s encampment. Yet now, here they were in the Imperatorial Provincial Capital!

The two of them looked at each other, but they’d already roughly guessed what had happened: as soon as Mu Xi and his companions left yesterday, they likely proceeded straight to the Imperatorial Province.

The grand hall fell into a heavy silence.

Mu Xi and the others’ arrival was like a storm, and Xia Houlin and the others didn’t quite know how to respond. They found it hard to wrap their heads around it; it seemed unbelievable. 

“Mountain-Subduing King, are you planning to get mixed up in the Su Family’s affairs?” Xia Houlin said gravely, his gaze sharp and imposing. 

“Quit trying to use the Su Family to intimidate me,” said Mu Xi flatly. “I said what I said. Today, Young Lord Su’s enemies are my enemies!”

The expressions of everyone present shifted erratically.

What exactly had Su Yi done to deserve this? What was so special about him that even the Mountain-Subduing King wouldn’t hesitate to offend the Jade Capital’s Su Family just to back him up?

But Xia Houlin only sneered contemptuously. “That so? But even added together, you...