Ning Chen narrowed his eyes at Bai Qingfan. "I have one more question. What's your relation to Kang Luo?"

Bai Qingfan's voice was low. "I'm a distant uncle of his on his mother's side."

Ning Chen gave a cold laugh. "I hear you made your name in your teens and were famous throughout the land in your twenties... Which means you came to the Great Xuan very young.

That's what this prince can't figure out. When you came to the Great Xuan, Kang Luo must have been a small child. If you were a distant uncle of his, the two of you can't have met more than a few times, and you wouldn't be particularly close.

So that's strange. If you weren't particularly close, why would you put yourself in danger? You must know perfectly well that this prince isn't so easy to provoke. One slip, and you could lose your life over it. And you did it anyway.

Bai Qingfan, next time you lie, remember to work out the draft in your head first... I'll give you one more chance. What exactly is your relation to Kang Luo?"

Bai Qingfan gave a cold snort and said nothing.

Ning Chen mocked him. "Not talking? Fine... I don't care who you are. Once you're dead, I'll send your head to Kang Luo either way.

All soldiers, hear my order: open fire for this prince and turn him into a sieve."

The color drained from Bai Qingfan's face, and he roared, "Ning Chen, you're breaking your word! We agreed on one-on-one!"

Ning Chen waved a hand and stopped the Ning'an Army from firing.

He looked at Bai Qingfan. "You still remember that? I'd forgotten all about it."

Bai Qingfan's face darkened. His life depended on it. How could he forget?

"Wait, I have a question..." Xiao Yanxi looked at Ning Chen. "If you're sure he's the man in white, why are there no wounds on him?"

Feng Qizheng piped up, "Right, right, I want to know that too."

Ning Chen gave a cold laugh. "It's actually very simple. He has two layers…