บท 42: Sorrow And Loss

The First Prince's pupils shrunk and his expression sunk, "How dare you, a martial artist! This is a matter between the Royal Family, scram at once! If not, it will be difficult for you to escape death in the vast and boundless land of Fenglin empire!"

Even though someone of Level Seven of the Martial Path was strong, it was still far from enough to go against the empire. Even though Xia Linxuan was at Level Seven of the Martial Path, he was afraid to interfere in their matter as he was extremely fearful of the empire.

The old man's face started to shiver, and he laughed coldly and mockingly: "Although I am not from the Fenglin Empire, what can a mere prince like you do to me?"

After saying that, the old man grabbed Su Yu and Xianer and stared at Bai Qixiong coldly.

"Still not getting out of my sight?"

With just a glance, Bai Qixiong's face turned pale. His heart skipped a beat and he stopped his attacks subconsciously.