"There's no need for Prince Zhen Gu to worry about that. Elder Zhao, teach him a lesson and throw him out," said Han Yue.
However, she did not dare to let the elder kill her. After all, this was the trade fair organized by the fourth prince.
It was understandable for cultivators to fight. After all, cultivators had blood in their veins.
However, the Cangxuan Holy Land was not strong enough to ignore the prince of the Shen dynasty when it came to killing people.
"Don't worry. Leave it to me." Elder Zhao nodded and took out a grayish-black talisman.
The talisman rose into the air and emitted a strange light.
It did not affect Lin Mo at all, but he could feel a mysterious power stopping him from summoning the puppet.
"Hurry up and don't let too many people notice." Han Yue nodded and urged elder Zhao to act quickly.
Otherwise, when the people behind Lin Mo arrived, it would be difficult to deal with them.
