Hong frowned. Let alone face the Third Prince, everyone here put together might not be able to face on his guard, Gu Li, the young man who never smiled at all, even his eyes looked blank. The Third Prince's fighting skill and sorcery were said to far exceed those of the mystical tribes in general. They all going to be dead in vain just by trying.
"Miss AYa, I don't think you and brother Ah Lei need to get involved in this matter, you are members of the Mystic tribe, you should also think about your family if something bad happens"
AYa saw Hong who was painting again carefully, he looked so serious about what he was doing.
"What do you mean Chief, want to kick me and Ah Lei out of here?"
Hong nodded.
"Yeah, but not kicking out, just asking you to get back to your homes"
AYa pursed her mouth.