章 1677: Despise

"...!?"

Davis and Iesha couldn't believe what they had just heard. It was a soul- a spirit transmission that fell on Iesha's spirit sea, so other than Davis, none of the surrounding beauties heard it.

Iesha looked at her imperial father, who stopped hugging her and patted her shoulders, looking right into her eyes with a stern gaze.

Davis felt like he was almost going to be found when Iesha's imperial father turned around and left, strolling past the crowd without saying another word.

"Emperor..."

The crowd made way for their Frigid World Spirit Emperor as they knelt, and when Davis belatedly noticed, the beauties behind Iesha were also kneeling until this big shot left.

However, Davis didn't relax his concealment as there were still Spirit Ancestors present.

One of them stood up and smirked at Princess Iesha.