Although he understood, Prince Duan had no intention of stopping him.
After all, this Lord Lan was a ninth-level Martial King. He could even take that final step and become a supreme expert of the Emperor Realm at any moment.
Even the Sovereign of Great Xia would have to treat such a figure with the utmost respect and not dare to act presumptuously, to say nothing of a mere prince like Yu Chen.
Under Lord Lan's indifferent gaze, the Ninth Prince's hands trembled as he slapped himself hard across the face three times.
Even Prince Duan had tacitly approved. What else could he do?
Before leaving with his men, however, the Ninth Prince shot Chu Qingyun a venomous glare.
Clearly, he was once again blaming Chu Qingyun for the humiliation he had suffered today.
