As soon as martial arts and cultivation are mentioned, this person's eyes light up, it seems he is a martial arts fanatic.
"His father wants to enjoy family bliss and has no time to be Emperor," Chushuang said displeased.
The Eternal King looked coldly, "It's just you, this woman, who made him search so hard for so many years, and you still have the face to speak for him now? What are you?"
"That's between him and me, who do you think you are?" Chushuang replied without showing any weakness. She wasn't willing back then, but she was also too lazy to explain to irrelevant people.
"Courting death!" The Eternal King was furious, clenched his fists, and suddenly attacked Chushuang.
Jiang Yichun's figure flashed, blocking his path, and punched him head-on.
He spat out a mouthful of blood, Jiang Yichun staggered back three steps, this man's inner strength is quite profound.
"Hahaha, hitting a rock with an egg, seeking death," the Eternal King laughed again and struck Jiang Yichun.
