Luo Jun’s face warped a little from being provoked by An Nanjing in public. The Mortal Emperor Sword trembled incessantly, and it was like it wanted to charge forward and strike An Nanjing.

Even though Luo Jun was beyond furious right now, he still didn’t allow his rage to overwhelm his mind. If he were to attack right now, then it would represent pushing An Nanjing to Yang Ye’s side. If Yang Ye were to join forces with An Nanjing, then could anyone below the Monarch Realm do anything to them?

Of course, there was another reason, it was that he wasn’t confident in his ability to defeat An Nanjing at all!

He was the Mortal Emperor, the representative of the world. So, he couldn’t lose. Once he did, then he would suffer a disastrous decline to his reputation, and it was very likely that those who followed him would become disloyal. Moreover, those who were still hesitant would definitely not choose him anymore. So, he absolutely couldn’t attack unless he was absolutely certain!

But if he didn’t act, then there would be no need to wait for the future because he would suffer a disastrous decline to his reputation right here and now!

At this moment, Luo Jun really wanted to whip the Old Drunkard’s corpse. If that fellow hadn’t...