The hall fell into dead silence.
Many could hardly believe their own eyes.
Because from beginning to end, Xue An had not moved at all.
Yet Bi Si had been defeated twice in a row and, for no reason at all, was flung backwards, unconscious.
Even if he knew some magic, there should have been some trace of it.
This was simply like witchcraft.
Now, many looked at Xue An with a changed expression, one of awe mixed with a hint of fear.
Even Lina looked at Xue An with a face full of surprise.
Xue An shook his head and sighed softly, "You're really not resistant to punches! I tried to control it, but you still couldn't dodge!"
Afterward, Xue An looked around at all the nobles present.
None dared to meet Xue An's gaze; wherever his eyes landed, people lowered their heads.
Just then, a commotion suddenly arose at the door.
A voice then excitedly shouted, "The King is back, the King has returned!"
The somewhat solemn atmosphere was instantly ignited.