"Old Xiao, stop gloating. If I can't do it, you think you can?" Du Wenzhen retorted stubbornly.
"Forget it!"
Xiao Mu gently shook his head, too lazy to argue with Du Wenzhen any further. He looked at Liu Yan and said plainly, "Liu Yan, surrender now. The crimes you've committed are serious. Not even Yan Ming could save you."
"Who do you think you are to meddle in the affairs of the Great Tang's ruins?"
Liu Yan had already noticed Xiao Mu and paid attention to his conversation with Du Wenzhen, but he couldn't recognize Xiao Mu's disguise.
"Foul mouth!"
Xiao Mu snapped coldly. Without moving, the authority of the Prefect was released from his body, a surge of golden light burst forth from him.
This Prefect's authority emanated from Xiao Mu's body, spreading outward and pressing down on Liu Yan from above.
Boom!
Liu Yan involuntarily knelt on the ground, instantly subdued.
"Prefect's authority, you... you are Xiao Mu?"
