Emperor Cloth

Countless people subconsciously retreated and made space while Nangong Shuyue stepped away from her son. As the Legatee of Later Zhou, he had to act with dignity.

Chai Shaohui looked at Zhao Fu resolutely and took out a short sword from his spatial ring. With his height, using a short sword was quite suitable. He gripped the short sword with both hands and went into a defensive stance.

Zhao Fu's blood-red eyes looked at Chai Shaohui, and he gave off a monstrous aura as he walked over.

The surroundings fell silent, and the atmosphere became incredibly oppressive. Everyone's gaze was on the two people in the center, and they all knew that Chai Shaohui couldn't defeat Great Qin's Legatee. What was key was how Later Zhou Legatee, this 12-year-old boy, would die.

Suddenly, Zhao Fu's body blurred and instantly traversed 20 or so meters, arriving before Chai Shaohui. He raised his sword and casually slashed out with it.

Boom!!