Chapitre 1520: Bringing The Bride Back

"You dare!?"

Klein Swordhand kept his hand on the sheathed sword, looking like he was about to unsheathe it. The sword radiated High-Level Emperor Grade undulations. However, he didn't unsheathe the sword, even though his expression continually kept trembling in rage.

The one who was slapped to death was an excellent core disciple of their Weapon Refining Villa who was talented in swords and sword forging. How could he not feel regret? Especially when that core disciple's life was robbed right before his eyes!

Wouldn't his face hit the gutter if he failed to take any action!?

However, the name of the Dragon Queen, whom he was slightly aware of, made him stay his hand in agitation. He had no idea her subordinate would be in this entourage, looking like an ordinary Alstreim Family youth with those sapphire eyes of his!