The two Old Princes from Darkhan Dynasty led the way and Duan Ling Tian followed as he carried Feng Tian Wu who was in a coma.
Xiong Quan followed closely behind him.
"Who's that lady?" The two Old Prince from Darkhan Dynasty finally noticed the red-clad lady in Duan Ling Tian's arm. There was a hint of doubt and surprise on their faces.
"She should be a friend of Duan Ling Tian." They were afraid they might provoke Duan Ling Tian so they only glanced at Feng Tian Wu once before they immediately looked away.
The two old men had lived for many years, but they were like mice encountering a cat when they faced Duan Ling Tian.
Although they felt a little frustrated and wronged, there was no resentment.
In this world where power and strength prevailed, the strongest person would naturally rule.
They admitted they were cowards since they knew they were not a match for the young man who was not even thirty years old yet.