Sikong Jing's sudden words made everyone, including Xiao Jia and Qiteng, widen their eyes.

An Xiao also stared at Sikong Jing with a face full of surprise; he actually wanted to exchange the Golden Cold Divine Sparrow and offer himself as a hostage.

"The Golden Cold Divine Sparrow is the faith of the Lingque Clan; no matter what, they won't let you leave with it. Continuing like this will only lead to a stalemate." Sikong Jing enunciated his words, stepping toward An Xiao.

"Continuing further benefits you nothing. Once Master Wuji returns, he has countless ways to deal with you."

"Release the Golden Cold Divine Sparrow now, and with me as a hostage, you have a chance to leave the Lingque Secret Realm."

Sikong Jing's voice was calm and firm, carrying an undeniable allure.

And what he did was entirely convincing...

The Golden Cold Divine Sparrow is the god and future hope of the Lingque Clan; using one person to exchange for it is not strange.

An Xiao's expression changed wildly. Looking at Sikong Jing walking over, he suddenly shouted, "Stop, the little girl comes too."

He agreed immediately but still wanted a second hostage, which meant Xiao Jia...

No matter what, the Lingque Clan wouldn't let him take the Golden Cold Divine Sparrow away.

If they waited for Master Wuji to return to Wuji Town, An Xiao really had no assurance against his sinister and varied Emperor's Artifact tactics.

Also, An Xiao couldn't remain in deadlock; if he didn't get out, Young Master Pei would think he was still successfully occupying the Secret Realm, leading to incorrect intelligence on Pei's side.

So he could only compromise...

An Xiao believed that with both Little Liang and Xiao Jia in his hands, Qiteng and the others wouldn't dare make a move. Otherwise, he would disable them or kill one first if necessary.

Violent tactics would surely allow him a way out, absolutely.

Regarding An Xiao's words, the scene became deadly silent, with everyone looking at Sikong Jing, waiting for his response.

Sikong Jing paused slightly, then nodded and replied, "Okay, Xiao Jia too."

Surprisingly, he agreed?

Qiteng and the others showed disbelief in their eyes, but they remained silent, not knowing what to do.

People like Qiteng and Lao Chun, older members of the Lingque Clan, had grown up before meeting Master Wuji. They were savages then, with no exposure to various knowledge from a young age...

Hence, they didn't possess the intelligence of the newer generations like Little Liang and Xiao Jia, and were used to following Master Wuji's orders.

As for Xiao Jia, she completely trusted Sikong Jing because the latter was the Young Master.

So Xiao Jia took a deep breath, firmed her little face, and walked to Sikong Jing's side. After receiving a reassuring glance from him, she walked with him toward An Xiao...

Qiteng and the others still didn't speak, their hands sweating nervously.

And the moment Sikong Jing and Xiao Jia got closer, An Xiao immediately ordered his subordinates, "Take them!"

Swish swish...

Two Emperor Martial Stage men in black swiftly moved out, seizing Sikong Jing and Xiao Jia separately.

Once captured, Sikong Jing stared at An Xiao, saying, "Now can you rest assured? Put the Golden Cold Divine Sparrow back in its place."

Staring intently at the masked Sikong Jing...

An Xiao's expression varied slightly before he reluctantly placed the remains of the Golden Cold Divine Sparrow back on the stone platform.

The entire scene held its breath, seemingly stopping at this moment...

But just as An Xiao put down the Golden Cold Divine Sparrow and was about to approach Sikong Jing to personally take him as a hostage, he suddenly shuddered and said abruptly, "You, take off the mask first."

Upon saying this, An Xiao once again placed his hand back onto the remains of the Golden Cold Spirit Sparrow.

He suddenly realized that the masked Little Liang was somewhat peculiar, whether in his manner of speaking or how he referred to the Golden Cold Divine Sparrow.

Because most of the Lingque Clan refer to it as Lord Divine Sparrow.

Upon An Xiao's words, the faces of Qiteng and others changed, and Xiao Jia turned pale.

Everyone clenched their fists tightly, wondering how Sikong Jing would handle this.

As soon as he removed the mask, An Xiao would surely know he wasn't Little Liang. What would happen then?

The most frightening thing was that both Sikong Jing and Xiao Jia were already in the enemy's hands.

Regarding An Xiao's sudden request, Sikong Jing didn't respond but stared intently at him...

Seeing this, An Xiao's face turned hideous, he roared, "Remove the mask, or have my men assist you."

He felt more and more that the masked person before him was suspicious.

But just as the black-clad man behind Sikong Jing was about to reach for the mask, Sikong Jing slowly replied, "No need to trouble you, removing the mask is a trivial matter!"

After speaking, Sikong Jing moved his hand slowly toward the mask.

Under everyone's tense gaze, he gently removed the mask and tossed it high into the sky...

In that instant, Sikong Jing's face was entirely revealed to An Xiao.

An Xiao froze immediately.

Lao Chun, who was sitting on the ground by the stone platform, also slowly reacted and then froze.

At that moment, An Xiao confirmed that Sikong Jing was not Little Liang because he had all of Liang's information, and Little Liang was just a boy while the unmasked person was a young man!

Yet he didn't know who Sikong Jing was because he had never seen him.

But after a moment, Lao Chun couldn't help but exclaim, "Sikong Buwang, why is it you?"

Upon hearing this, An Xiao trembled slightly, his eyes widening in disbelief as he said, "Sikong Buwang? The Wunian Saint Sect's little servant disciple, how the hell are you here?"

An Xiao was momentarily confused. Though he hadn't seen him before, he was quite familiar with the Wunian small servant in front of him.

It was his existence that led Lao Chun to betray Qi Wuji.

But strangely, Sikong Buwang shouldn't be in Wanbing City. Just earlier, he blew away all the geniuses at the Ice King Round Tower!

For a moment, An Xiao couldn't comprehend it at all.

Sikong Jing just smiled faintly and lightly retorted, "Of course, I need to be here; otherwise, how could I reveal and inform the Lingque Clan of your occupation of the Lingque Secret Realm?"

Upon saying this, a puzzled look spread across An Xiao's face; what did it mean?

In response, Sikong Jing asked another question, "After Lao Chun's son survived, he wouldn't dare return to Wuji Town, and he couldn't enter the battlefield to report to Master Wuji. Who else could he find?"

This question made An Xiao widen his eyes, suddenly reddened, shouting, "Is it you?"

"Yes, Qi Fu sought me out," Sikong Jing replied indifferently.

Click, click, click....

Immediately, An Xiao ground his teeth, realizing that not only did Lao Chun's son ruin his plans, but the Wunian small servant before him also played an incredibly important role.

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