Volume 11 Chapter 45 Nine Offspring. In Peril.

Shen Yiren’s answer did not sit well with Emperor Yuansheng. As his niece, she knew of his kind and doting side better than many others. By the same account, she also knew how decisive and rational he could be. If both of those characters were juxtaposed, the latter would be the Emperor.

“I think I can explain,” Feng Xue opined.

Even Ah Neath looked back at Feng Xue with a raised brow. Ever since Emperor Yuansheng’s group entered the royal palace at Baimu, Feng Xue avoided meeting with them, opting to protect Ah Neath from the shadows and not involve himself beyond that duty. Even now, he draped a mantle over to veil his appearance.

“Though his approach was rash, in his defence, he had no alternative. Fengqi shenmu is needed to trap a dragon. One formation could save thousands of lives. He filled me in on the details in a letter. His plan does instil confidence. Your Majesty, you need not worry. Should he try to instigate conflict in Nanjiang, I will be the first to stop him.”

Emperor Yuansheng was aware Feng Xue was Nanjiang’s Martial Paragon. Nonetheless, suddenly hearing Feng Xue’s voice did make Emperor Yuansheng jump. He shook his head, then argued, “Although you possess incredible skill, killing four sovereigns cannot be forgiven so easily. Furthermore, how can someone who does not show his true face be trusted…?”

As Emperor Yuansheng reached the end of his argument, Feng Xue started removing the hood covering his bitter smile underneath. “And now?”

While Ah Neath couldn’t justify Feng Xue speaking up for Ming Feizhen, asking him to show his face in order to convince Emperor Yuansheng to trust them was supposed to be impossible.

“It is you! Big Brother, what are you doing here?!” Emperor Yuansheng exclaimed.

Everyone else: Huh? Big Brother?

Emperor Yuansheng’s elder brothers had either passed away or vanished off the face off Earth following their defeat in their bid for the throne; where did this “Big Brother” suddenly come from