"Ling Xiao, you should head to the capital first. These people are here for me."
In the face of the powerful attack, Chen Canglan remained unfazed, even Hong Minger beside him displayed a calm smile, as if the newcomers were of no concern to them.
Upon hearing his words, Ling Xiao had no time to respond when suddenly, a flaming red figure emerged from the mist, showing a sinister smile.
"Hahaha, Chen Canglan, today, neither you nor those alongside you will escape!
Especially Ling Xiao; if he is killed, your arduous trip to the Eight Immortals County City would be in vain."
The speaker did not reveal their true identity, making it difficult to discern their allegiance.
After all, Chen Canglan's bid for the throne had earned him many enemies.
The Fourteenth Prince was a likely candidate.
The Demon Dragon Sect was also a possibility.
Or perhaps the Thirteenth Prince's men came to rescue him, which was also plausible.
