The gaze of Crown Prince Xia Ying suddenly became sharp, staring at Chu Mo. Although he stays silent, his imperial demeanor completely burst forth, his anger was evoked.
As the dignified Crown Prince of Great Xia, who has governed the Eastern Palace for many years, although he has never truly held power, he has participated in state affairs for many years. The authoritative aura he exuded once it was completely unleashed, was something no ordinary person could endure.
Chu Mo simply smiled. This kind of aura was not as powerful as Elder Haoyue, let alone his master, the Demon Lord; it was leagues apart. Comparing him to his master would be an insult to his master.
The gaze of Xia Xiong became extremely icy, as he stared at Chu Mo, his eyes slightly narrowed, his thoughts unknown.
