Out in the wilderness, seeing Heaven-Sword Elder standing shoulder to shoulder with Ian Song, the Sixth Prince Lucas Li, his face pale, suddenly realized this was a trap—a scheme aimed at Claire Ying.
Still, he couldn't quite figure out how Ian Song had convinced Heaven-Sword Elder to take his side. Suddenly, a flash of insight struck him, and he stared at Ian Song. "Did you give the Ink-Black Sword to Senior Heaven-Sword as tribute?"
"Nope." Ian Song shook his head.
"No?" Lucas Li was stunned, then pressed, "Then why would Senior Heaven-Sword side with you?"
Seeing his love rival so flustered, Ian Song felt especially delighted and said smugly, "What can I say? I'm just too handsome. Heaven-Sword Elder begged me to let him help, so I had no choice but to reluctantly agree!"
Pfft!
Raina Quinn couldn't help but laugh.
Heaven-Sword Elder's face turned dark and he snapped, "Brat, don't get carried away! Believe it or not, I'll turn around and leave this instant."
"Don't!" Ian Song hurriedly said, "I'm just joking to lighten the mood. Right, Sixth Prince?"
Lighten your grandpa!
The Sixth Prince cursed inwardly, glanced at the grim-faced Claire Ying, then at Heaven-Sword Elder, and finally settled his gaze on Ian Song. "Ian Song, I’ll concede this round. As long as you stop helping the Fourth Prince, you can name your terms!"
"No need!" Ian Song waved him off.
"Why? I want to know why!" Suddenly, Lucas Li’s face twisted in fury as he shouted at Ian Song, "I’ve never wronged you—why are you so determined to help the Fourth Prince fight me?"
"Because Lila Li is my woman!" Ian Song finally revealed the answer.
"Ha!" Hearing that, Lucas Li couldn’t help but burst out laughing. "Now I get it—so you’re targeting me all because of Lila Li!"
"That’s right." Ian Song nodded. "But don’t worry, I won’t kill you!" With that, he glanced at Claire Ying. "Senior Heaven-Sword, go ahead and finish her off. Let’s wrap this up and head back to the city for a drink!"
Finally done with the chatter. Get out of the way—don’t get in the way!
Heaven-Sword Elder said with clear annoyance, then with a casual wave of his hand, sent Ian Song and the others flying over a thousand meters away. Next, a long sword appeared in his hand, and he slashed straight at Claire Ying.
Ssshing!
The sword in Claire Ying’s arms sprang from its sheath, turning into a streak of green light that collided in midair with Heaven-Sword Elder’s blade.