she was about to cry out when she heard a familiar voice. 。 "It is this king 。Fu Zimu's voice sounded languid in the night, especially now that his mood seemed to be out of sorts. 。Qin Luoyan only...“Minister of War, how can the atmosphere in your Ministry be so chaotic” While everyone was still in shock, King Wuxuan Fu Zimu, standing at the entrance, spoke coldly. However, he wasn't speaking to the people in the courtyard, but to the person behind him.

Upon closer inspection, everyone realized that there was a man with a slightly stooped back standing three steps behind Fu Zi Mo. Because Fu Zi Mo's aura of presence was so powerful, everyone had overlooked his existence.

When Fu Zimo spoke, the crowd finally reacted. This hunched man was not someone else but Cao, the Minister of War!

The shopkeeper hurriedly stepped forward to bow. He had never met King Wu Xuan, so he didn't know who the powerful man in front of him was. But anyone who could have a Ministry of War official following behind them must be someone he couldn't afford to offend. So the shopkeeper's scalp started tingling again. These Li officials father and son hadn't even calmed things down, and now another big shot arrived! It seemed like this weapons workshop was headed for closure.

"Greetings, Master Cao. And who might this be" the neighborhood leader asked respectfully, bowing.

Cao was just about to answer, but then he heard Fu Zi Mo's cool voice come over, "What Is Cao the Minister not willing to answer this king's question"

“No, no, no, Your Highness, please calm down. I’ll get to the bottom of this, I’ll find out what happened…” Even though he was the Minister of War, in front of Fu Zimu, he was as careful as walking on thin ice. He glared fiercely at the head of the village and growled: “Head Yao! Your Highness is asking you a question! Is this the atmosphere in your weapons workshop Men can hug each other like this What kind of place is this!”

"Your Highness" The head of the village suddenly had a guess about Fu Zimu's identity. Now, in the court, only one king could make officials fear him to this extent...

As soon as this thought crossed my mind, the temple keeper's legs trembled slightly. He quickly explained, "They weren't embracing each other; they were just arguing and fell to the ground together. Your Highness, please don't misunderstand!"

Fu Zi Mo let out a soft snort, brushing past the monk to stand before Qin Luo Yan. His eyes were cold as he stared at her face, even with the human skin mask, he could still see a hint of disarray in her eyes.

He abruptly turned his head to look at Li Yunfan again. His eyes were like those of an ancient killing god, and with just one glance, he made the enemy surrender!

Suddenly being stared at by such a terrifying gaze, perhaps even someone like Li Yunfan couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine. He was even more confused in his heart. He was meeting this king for the first time, why did the king's eyes seem to want to strangle him

"Who is this disheveled man" Fu Zimo raised his hand, pointing at Li Fans face. His finger was only an inch away from Li Fans nose.

Such a powerful presence instantly dropped the temperature in the courtyard.

Under the pavilion, Li Yue couldn't help but shiver, leaning closer to his own father. He whispered to Lord Li, "Father, who is this person He's so powerful..." Even from such a distance, he could feel the terrifying pressure emanating from that person.

"That's Marshal Wuxuan!" Li Da's throat tightened, filled with a mixture of awe and trepidation for this legendary demon on the battlefield.

"What!" Li Yue widened his eyes in disbelief, never expecting the legendary figure to appear in the weaponsmith's workshop. However, only someone of such stature could possess such an innate aura. Thinking about it, he felt it was reasonable.

Fu Zi Mo was asking who Li Yunfan was. The Minister of War, Cao, quickly winked at the headman. The headman understood and immediately reported: "Your Highness, this is Li Yunfan, the purchasing manager of our weapons workshop."

"Someone's in charge here..." Fu Zimo said meaningfully, then raised his hand. His palm moved like a whirlwind, and a gust of wind surged from between his fingers, instantly rushing towards Li Yunfan's body.

Fu Zi Mo's attack was sudden and ferocious. His martial arts skills were already unparalleled, and now that he had suddenly made his move, no one could react in time to help Li Yun. They could only watch helplessly as the gust of wind whipped towards him.

Even Fang Zhu and Qin Luo Yan, who were closest, couldn't help but gasp in astonishment. They could only feel the power of that gale from a distance; it was hard to imagine what would happen if they were hit by it. Being instantly reduced to ashes seemed entirely possible...

"Don't..." Qin Luoyan growled, her voice low, but she was powerless to stop it.

But the gust of wind hit Li Yunfan's fan nonetheless.

However, the terrifying scene of life and death soul-rending that frightened everyone did not appear after all. Only a muffled grunt was heard, and Li Yunfan retreated in embarrassment, spitting out a mouthful of blood as soon as he opened his mouth.

Li Yunfan spat blood, but his steps remained steady. He glared hatefully at Fu Zimu, not bothering to wipe the blood from his mouth. Instead, he quickly pulled a heart-protecting mirror from his bosom. The mirror had turned red and hot from the violent impact. The moment he took it out, the clothes on his chest were seared by the heat, causing them to smoke.

The Heart Protecting Mirror was flung to the ground by Li Yun, and only then did everyone see clearly. It was a palm-sized mirror, now broken beyond repair. However, even in its ruined state, everyone knew that this Heart Protecting Mirror must be an invaluable treasure. To withstand Fu Zi Mo's attack, the Heart Protecting Mirror must be one of the few such powerful artifacts in the entire world.

Everyone couldn't help but be more curious about Li Yunfan's background. A purchasing manager, could he possibly afford to wear such a precious artifact It was probably not something even the nobles in the palace would readily offer.

Qin Luoyan covered her mouth in surprise, and only then did she let out a long sigh of relief.

Perhaps her reaction touched Li Yunfan's heart, so he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and managed to force a smile at Qin Luoyan, "I'm fine, don't worry."

Qin Luoyan's heart skipped a beat upon hearing this. The corners of her mouth twitched involuntarily, and she didn't dare to look at Fu Zimu's expression. Heaven knows that she and Li Yunfan really didn't have anything between them. Her reaction just now was purely instinctive. After all, Li Yunfan was her target, and if he died like this, how would she accomplish everything else

But obviously, neither of these two men would know what she was thinking.

Fu Zi Mo let out a light hum again, his gaze flitting quickly between the two of them before he coldly said, "Truly touching!"

"Actually, it's not..." Qin Luo Yan instinctively wanted to explain, but before her lips could move, Fu Zi Mo had already turned and walked towards the pavilion, not even glancing back at Qin Luo Yan.

Qin Luoyan was on the verge of tears. It was over, this small-minded man must be angry.

Both the Minister of War and the commoner hurried to chase after him into the pavilion. Especially the commoner, his legs were already shaking as he walked, apparently frightened by what had just happened. He secretly gestured to Li Yunfan, motioning for him to leave quickly.

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