Sworn Enemy
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Ye Futian looked at the Crown Prince's eyes, which were filled with pride and confidence. It felt rather provocative as well.
A figure stepped out from behind him before he was able to say anything. That man stepped on the ground outside the palace, shaking the place. It was as if a tower-like figure had emerged. Other than Yu Sheng, there were no others like that.
Letting Ye Futian challenge the underlings of that Crown Prince of the Heavenly Mandate Dynasty?
That would have been a disgrace to him.
Formidable pressure swept out at the ones from the Dynasty.
The Crown Prince looked up slightly at that vast, tall figure. He then rose and said, "Yu Sheng performed just as admirably back at that battle in the Violet Heavenly Palace. Ye Futian once claimed that he was of unparalleled strength. In that case, it would be unwise to take him on alone. Coincidentally, I do have several Saints of True Self who serve me."