"Arrived just in time? Why couldn't you be later? If my senior brother hadn't come, your position as City Lord would have been over."
"If the State Preceptor's daughter had met with misfortune in Jinling City, could you have borne that responsibility?"
The Lord of Jinling City flinched, looking at Er Yuan before him, and remained silent. Yet, the corners of his mouth twisted with bitterness. Even you, a Peak Refining Void cultivator, were no match for that assassin, so what could I have possibly done? he grumbled inwardly.
Li Zijun quickly turned, smiled faintly at Er Yuan, curtsied again, and said softly, "Uncle, it's all right! Please don't blame the City Lord."
"Zi Jun is fine, isn't she? It's you, Uncle, whose injuries are severe. You should stay in Jinling City for a few days to recover before leaving."
She paused, her gaze falling upon the corpses on the ground. She walked over gently, bent down, and with her delicate hands, closed their open eyes.
