Greisy's body trembled, her heart was pumping fast.
"Chyrill, please, don't do that!" asked the woman when she saw that the crown prince had pointed a gun right at the forehead of Ozui tribe's Prince who seemed to be holding the chair above his head with both hands.
"Die! You want me to die, don't you?" said the crown prince in cold tone, looking so pleased with the fear on the face of the man in front of him.
"Please, don't kill me! You'll regret it if you do that," asked the Ozui Tribe's Prince while warning the crown prince who didn't seem the least bit hesitant to shoot him.
"Oohhh, And do you think I'm scared?"
"I am Yoan Billozui, you must remember my name as a noble of the Ozui tribe and not act recklessly like this!" said the man in front of the crown prince who seemed trembling, informed.
He couldn't even hold the chair any longer and ended up throwing it behind his body.
