C159 (1/2)

Finally, the woman stopped crying, and the farce came to an end.

But the woman was Gian's sister, and his face was dark after what had happened.

Seeing Ya An walking into the dining hall, everyone stood up and bowed.

Seeing the white robed old man, Ling Feng's eyes narrowed. This old man's cultivation had actually reached the early stage of Qi Condensation.

Looking at the white robed old man who saw himself as air, Ya An's face became more and more unsightly.

At this time, Jia An ran over with a laugh: ”King Ya An, this is Master Bai, I invited you here to treat the Little Princess's illness. I never thought that the Princess's disease would actually be cured.”

Ling Feng's gaze landed on the hand of the white robed old man, and his pupils contracted slightly. The old man's hand had turned black, so it was obvious that he was playing poison frequently.

Thinking about the poison in the Princess's body, Ling Feng finally understood the other party's intention.

The princess' poison should have been poisoned by the white robed elder, his goal was simple: to threaten Ya An, they never expected Ling Feng to appear, Ling Feng healing the princess' disease, and it had completely disrupted their plans.

Ya An glanced at the white robed elder and said indifferently, ”I don't think that this person is among the guests that I have invited!”

Hearing Ya An's words, Jia An's face became a little ugly as he said, ”King, Mister Bai is the person in charge of the Eastern District of the Dark Alliance. He is a guest that no one is able to invite.”

”Since you can't invite me, then don't invite me anymore!” Ya An said coldly.

”It seems that little king has some opinions about our Dark Alliance!” The white robed old man finally spoke.

Ya An snorted: ”I don't have a problem with that, it's just that I don't like rude people.”

”Hahaha!” ”Little King, it seems that you are still not familiar with our Dark Alliance. I have already given you enough face to come here. If it wasn't for Gian's invitation, do you think I would have come to your small country?”

”Alright, alright, King, Master Bai is our guest after all. Alright, let's begin the banquet.” Gian tried to smooth things over.

Due to the sudden turn of events, the atmosphere in the hall had turned solemn.

The moment Ling Feng sat in his seat, he felt a sinister gaze staring at him.

He raised his head and saw the white robed old man staring at him.

Ya An calmed his mood, then said with a smile: ”Today's banquet is to celebrate my little sister's recovery, thank you Mr. Feng. I hope that everyone is not too reserved, that the food and meat will be sufficient.”

With an elegant burst of music, the banquet officially began.

Old Bai stared at Ling Feng and suddenly asked, ”Did you cure the princess' illness?”

Ling Feng nodded and said: ”Yes, I was lucky.”

”I didn't expect that someone of such a young age would be capable of studying Gu poison.” Old Bai sneered.

The moment Ling Feng said this, the expressions of everyone present slightly changed.

The people who could sit at the main table were not ordinary people. Old Bai had never come into contact with the princess, yet he was able to tell the cause of her illness with a single sentence. This wasn't something that could be doubted.

Ya An slightly narrowed his eyes, as he coldly stared at Elder Bai.

Old Bai seemed to have also felt that his words were off. He smiled awkwardly and said, ”I also guessed it after listening to Jian's description.”

”Yeah, when I told him about the princess' illness, he would guess that it was her.”

Ya An laughed coldly, ”The reason for Princess Qian Qian's sickness is strange, but don't worry, I will find out the truth of the matter.”

Although no one else could feel the killing intent, Ling Feng was able to notice it.

Old Bai laughed and said: ”It's too boring to drink and eat meat like this, Ya Shan, how about this, you dance with your swords for everyone!”

At this moment, a young man stood up from behind Old Bai and jumped onto the stage.

Standing on the stage, Ya Shan took out the long sword in his hand, and a cold light swept across the banquet hall.

Looking at Ya Shan, Ling Feng's heart was moved. Although the technology was getting more and more advanced, with guns and cannons being the main force in the war, some of the traditional cold weapons from the ancient martial world had still been passed down to this day.

Ya Shan waved his sword, he turned around and his body moved like a gust of wind, surrounding himself with the sword images and churning about on the stage.

At the beginning, people could still see the shadow of the sword, but as the opponent practiced faster and faster, the sword and the person had already become one.

”Good, good!”

Cheers resounded in the arena as almost everyone was attracted by the youth's exquisite sword art.

However, Ling Feng frowned, because he realized that even though Ya Shan was dancing, his target was still Ya An. There were many times when he approached Ya An, trying to probe him.

Although the danger was near, Ya An was completely unaware, he had long been attracted by the other party's sword technique.

Ling Feng knew that he couldn't wait any longer, and upon seeing the princess's short sword, he said: ”Lend me your sword.”