Xu Ling heard a hunter's murderous intent in Yan Wang's light voice, his body shivered slightly, this intent seemed to pass on to him in a tremor. Xu Ling took a deep breath, remembered the devastating white bones in the ancestral hall, and closed his eyes. As a result, his fear faded away.

Yan Wang said again, "Hold the lead of the captive well. We can't understand the foreign language very well. We can only rely on Master Xu, if he makes any odd movement... Does Master Xu dare to kill?"

Deputy Inspector Xu, who had only ever read books growing up, he had never even killed a chicken, shuddered involuntarily with the lead in his hand. As soon as he did, the Western captive also felt his life was hanging by a thread and shuddered along with him. Yan Wang pressed the hand on Xu Ling's shoulder down, the force seeped through the steel armor, like a pair of iron forceps, forcibly stabilizing Xu Ling by external force.

Xu Ling gritted his teeth. "I do, Your Highness rest assured, I will not disgrace the mission."

Chang Geng slowly withdrew his hand. He could feel Gu Yun was watching him, hiding behind the iron mask. He dared not look back, quietly wiping the cold sweat off his palm.

He could tell each person what it was that they should do, but no one could come and give him a piece of advice for his own dilemma.

At this moment, a Western guard said something in a foreign language through the tong hou, generally asking them what they were doing.

Xu Ling cleared his throat and answered, "During the patrol, we caught a traitor from the Central Plains and took him here to see how he should be dealt with."

The stationed guard doubtfully took a look, Gu Yun tapped their captive on the back with the hilt of the Western sword in silence: "Learn how to read the situation."

Xu Ling did not translate yet, but the Western captive had understood Gu Yun's meaning. He shakily lifted up the Light Armor's mask, a handful of familiar blond hair dispelled the guard's doubts. The guard glanced at Ge Chen, who was hanging on a pole, made a grimace, then beckoned. The several muzzles slowly moved away from them; the guard then let them inside the station.

"Wait a moment," said the guard. "The pope is entertaining important guests. All the other lords are accompanying him, nobody would be there to decide even if you report it in. First, go and register your name, lock up this pig for now, we will roast him in the evening."

The others did not respond. Xu Ling knew that even Yan Wang could not give him any guidance at this time. He swallowed his saliva and asked as calmly as possible, "Where are the guests from?"