Next to him, a young man dressed in white stood with his hands behind his back, radiating immense pressure even when standing beside the Second Prince.
"If you ask me, this group is nothing but overrated. Our Celestial Dao Sword Sect supports the Second Prince, which brings far more benefits than a petty Qin An."
"Jian Wuxin, sometimes you mustn't underestimate the enemy," the Second Prince shook his head, "Even a lion hunts a rabbit with all its might. You are Celestial Dao Sword Sect's most formidable genius in a hundred years. I really want to know who's stronger, you or Qin An."
Jian Wuxin smiled slightly: "Rest assured, Your Highness, I have mastered all of the Celestial Dao Thirty-Six Swords and thoroughly understood them."
"Even if facing someone much stronger than me, I am confident I can kill them with one strike! But before that, Qin An has more than just me as a challenger."
The Second Prince furrowed his brows: "What do you mean by that?"
