Leng Junhan sneered; they indeed wouldn't harm him physically, but he would be used in negotiations with Mo Xiaobao for their benefit.,Leng Junhan wasn’t weak in martial arts, but not every palace guard was a fool. In no time, Leng Junhan felt that he could barely cope with the attacks from so many people at once. He thought that he would be taken prisoner when a clear laugh sounded nearby. "Hehe… Brother Junhan, why are you fighting with someone else","Who are you…" The leader of the palace guards was about to yell at them when he saw the person standing before him, causing him to take a sharp intake of breath. A man wearing white clothes and hair stood before him with incomparable good looks, yet just his calm gaze alone made him feel immense pressure. More importantly... This… "Duke Ding"。