Li Xiaoran looked on as his men helped Yuan Zhidong get out of the blanket. The words on the blanket were akin to a knife that cut his pride. The wound that he had been hiding for so many years was cut open again just like that. It was so painful that it made his heart twitch.
There were only two words on the blanket - 'Xuan Ting'.
Changan city had sixteen gates in total. That year, he was about to enter the city via Xuan Ting gate in the north, but was being stopped by Pei Tingshan and his troops right outside of it.
"Capture them."
Li Xiaoran only said those four words in a cold voice. After that, he quickly walked back to his room. When he sat down, his hands and legs were still trembling uncontrollably.
All the experts in his manor were dispatched. It would not be long before th
