In the darkness, the silhouette took a step forward, finally revealing itself in the firelight.
Mu Qing's face was dark and grim, remaining silent.
Feng Xin seized Xie Lian and said, "Earlier in the Immortal Capital, I was looking for someone when suddenly someone struck me from behind. Otherwise, how could I have fallen?"
Xie Lian's thoughts raced as he blinked and asked, "Was it him who hit you?"
Feng Xin replied firmly, "There’s no mistake, it was definitely him!"
Xie Lian pressed on, "After he hit you, you immediately fainted?"
Feng Xin nodded.
"Pretty much! Anyway, Your Highness, please be careful. Either stay away from him or catch him quickly!"
Mu Qing couldn’t hold back.
"Let go of you—"
Xie Lian interrupted, "Wait! Feng Xin, this brings up a question. Since you were attacked from behind and fainted immediately, how do you know that it was Mu Qing who attacked you?"
Feng Xin hadn’t expected this question.
He was taken aback for a moment.