"Get up!"
The last syllable was drawn out and ethereal like a fairy's voice. However, it sounded bone-chilling to the ears.
This man was so powerful that it made people kneel down from the depths of their souls.
As soon as he finished speaking, no one dared to be the first to stand up. Beiting Han couldn't hold it in any longer and secretly looked up. He was so shocked that he immediately lost his composure. He pointed at the only person standing on the field and said, "Your Highness, Beiting Huang… he… he dares not to kneel!"
Yan Ye raised his eyebrows indifferently and said with a faint smile, "Why? Do you have a problem with that? The next time you see me, you can choose not to kneel!"
Can you? Of course not.
