"AAAKH!"
An eye for an eye. The short-haired man swung his sword to slash at the left side of Wu Jingguo's stomach, automatically snapping the Prince out of his thoughts.
That not only snapped Wu Jingguo out of his reverie but also caused the Prince to scream as he moved his left hand to grab his injured stomach. He could feel that the wound was not deep, but it was still painful.
Unfortunately, he was the only one who felt the pain because his opponent only laughed happily after successfully hurting him. "I received the order to take your head from my master. I only gave you a small wound earlier, but I won't be lenient anymore. You better prepare yourself!" He shouted while readying his sword.
