Chapter 544: The Emperor's rule no longer exists.
Inside the tomb chamber.
Wayne Carlton and his companions saw a man holding a long sword, filled with evil mana, causing their legs to tremble and weaken in fear.
They continuously retreated, leaning against the icy cold wall, their expressions constantly changing, filled with regret and self-reproach.
The Prince walked over to the coffin and looked at the woman inside, now reduced to a mere skeleton. He raised his hand to touch her bones, his eyes filled with sorrow.
"People from small foreign countries."
He restrained his sadness, staring at them with icy eyes as cold as a sharp blade, and tightened his grip on his sword.
Only people from barbaric lands would wear such revealing clothing.
Piers Newman waved his hands repeatedly, "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, big brother... No, no, Prince... Listen to my... my explanations."
He was so scared that his tongue was tied, speaking incoherently, with no logic in his words.