Chester Huxley advanced imposingly, several Martial Lord Realm elders of the Royal Family trailing closely behind him, their presence emanating formidable energy.
"Damn it, it's truly courting death!"
Willis Adler roared inwardly but ultimately did not act.
Currently, the Zenith Sword Sect wasn't at a point to tear apart its relationship with the Royal Family yet, and Chester Huxley was a genuine prince, the eighth son of the current Emperor. If he were to kill Chester Huxley as well, it would mean waging war with the Royal Family, and then the four Major Sects would join forces to attack the Zenith Sword Sect, which the latter could not withstand.
Moreover, the Royal Family had brought numerous experts this time, and even if they attempted to take action, he wasn't confident.
"Alright, alright, very well, Eighth Prince, you've decided to oppose the Zenith Sword Sect. I hope you won't regret it, and do you really think this can protect Skylark? Naive, we'll see!"
