"You... how dare you!" The Second Prince seemed to have lost his mind.
Another streak of cold light shot out.
Poof!
The body fell to the ground, and the dungeon plunged into silence.
The Crown Prince and the Seventh Prince looked at the body of the Second Prince, their faces pale, not daring to make a sound.
They knew the Second Prince's shout was a foolish act,
but... with just two words, taking a life...
"Let's go."
Chu Ming came here, firstly for Xiao Wen, and secondly for the Seventh Prince.
The Crown Prince, Fifth Prince, and Seventh Prince were all involved in the struggle for the throne, with the ruthless style of the one on the Dragon Throne, it was likely that their lives would not be spared.
The Seventh Prince looked at the golden-armored Chu Ming, then at the Crown Prince in the cell beside him, his expression changing unpredictably.
For a long time.
He sighed, bowed his hands: "I can't leave."
Not leaving again?
