Crown Prince Qin Bai
Éditeur: Nyoi-Bo Studio
"Mister Crown Prince, I am sorry I was too late to save you. I should die." A very sharp voice, which did not sound like a man or a woman, was heard. Suddenly, a dozen shadows appeared. They all kneeled in front of the white-clothed young. The leader of the regiment apologized profusely.
"Useless slaves!" the white-clothed young man angrily yelled. "If Han Sen had not saved me, I would have been turned into charcoal by that woman. You guys are useless."
"Yes. We deserve to die." The dozen people did not dare say anything else. They merely continued to apologize over and over upon the ground.
"What the hell? Are they filming a TV show?" Han Sen was frozen as he watched the scene. Although the universe had an empirical system in place, it should not have been as ridiculous as this.