The conversation had just ended with two remarks from a warrior of the Xiahou Family's Hidden Guard as he bowed his head in silence. Xiahou Xuan's eyebrows were already tightly furrowed. Being by nature cautious, he particularly disliked any unpredicted changes.
Tricked by Zhang Zuosheng, who was also a Grandmaster, and having his Qi Mechanism disrupted, if he had been a Lower Third Rank and had used external martial skills for Foundation Establishment, he would still retain his strong physique.
However, for a warrior from the Confucian School who ascended by nurturing Qi, the reversal of Qi flow was as severe as crippling, rendering him unable to exert strength in his limbs; otherwise, excruciating pain would pervade throughout his veins, uncontrollable.
Despite facing such dire consequences, he still intended to head towards One-Leaf Pavilion.
Could it be that he thought by merely using words he could persuade the disciples of One-Leaf Pavilion at such a time?
Truly a pedant.
