He could only bear with the cries of the people. After all, the Army was under his control.
But now, in the Army, a voice that only recognized Xia qingchen and not Prince Liang appeared.
What did that mean?
This meant that Xia qingchen's prestige had already surpassed his.
One day, when he made a clarion call, perhaps there would really be countless troops revolting and seizing his world.
"Xia qingchen! Using you is the greatest mistake of my life!" The Prince of Liang's every word was filled with power and killing intent.
The guard was so scared that he didn't dare to move or even breathe.
Since ancient times, he was the only one who could shock his master to such an extent.
"Relay my orders!" Prince Liang's determined voice resounded from the Golden carriage,"Daoist Chan damaged the Dragon Sword of the king and was rewarded with a three-foot white silk!"
