"I too hope that you will not provoke me." He said in a loud voice, his eyes narrowed slightly, a certain sharpness appearing on his slightly pursed lips.
Drake stopped and looked back at him.
"Or else, Shiyan Continent will lose a precious genius." He replied with a wicked grin.
The eyes of Shiyan's disciples widened and they moved towards Ezra. However, just at that time, hundreds of Naran Continent geniuses gathered behind Ezra Zephyr.
The tension rose, every eye was on these two groups who have been at each other's throats from the start.
"Let's go." Drake calmly said as the rest gritted their teeth and followed him.
The prince giggled and looked at his subordinates. "Who is hungry?"
Thousand Meal House.
