"The upright official was just his disguise, his mask, I was deceived by him!"
With that, he grew even more furious, fueled by the alcohol, and howled towards the sky in sheer anger and grief, "Where are the ancient sages who worried about the country and its people? Where are they?!!"
Li Yuan glanced at him in surprise. Was his nephew truly concerned about the country and its people?
He waved his hand behind him and said to the surrounding Blood Saber Sect disciples, "You all go ahead."
The Blood Saber Sect disciples cupped their fists, saluted respectfully, and then, following the Ancestor's order, rode off on their horses.
In just a moment, on the long road, only two horses were left traveling side by side.
Only then did Li Yuan ask, "Is that upright official dead?"
"Not dead..."
Yan Mu said, "He wasn't someone I needed to escort as an upright official at all, but rather an Inner Sect disciple of a major force. He was stronger than me but pretended to be weak.
