"Trash."
Mo Xingchen snorted coldly and leapt straight off the horse, landing slowly on the ground.
Although he was unharmed, the horse beside him was dead and the young general's spear had flown out of his hand, causing Mo Xingchen's face to look very displeased.
"Kid, you deserve to die!"
"Everyone, form the Heavy Mountain Formation."
"Capture the two in front, life or death, it doesn't matter."
"Yes!"
Mo Xingchen shouted loudly, ordering the soldiers to form a formation against Lu Lin and Xiang Ruofeng.
However, his attention was all focused on Lu Lin and he didn't notice Xiang Ruofeng, otherwise he would have recognized this man as the Third Master of the Ministry of Justice.
"Master, I..."
Xiang Ruofeng was about to speak but was pressed down by Lu Lin.
Lu Lin stood up, looking at the hundreds of soldiers already formed into the Heavy Mountain Formation, a flash of cold light appearing in his eyes.
He clearly hadn't done anything wrong.
