The old man spoke in a heavy tone.
The Young Prince immediately burst into proud laughter, "Grandpa Xue Du, rest assured, with my father's deterrence, not many lowlifes dare to assassinate me."
"They can't withstand my father's fury."
"My father, is the King of Quelling Chaos."
The Young Prince was incomparably proud, as if even the snowstorm had turned fervid around him.
"Well then... Young Prince, just wait."
Xue Dufu was also aware that the Prince must have prepared life-saving measures for the Young Prince.
There were many in this world who wanted to kill the Young Prince, but succeeding was by no means an easy task.
Moreover...
His return would be very swift.
Boom...
The one-armed old man stood up, his toe lightly tapped, and instantly a ring of invisible airwaves exploded, tearing through the snow-burdened curtain.
His terrifying vital energy, like a true dragon, writhed and roared.