Wei Jin's martial arts were far superior to ordinary people, but still considerably inferior to Jiang Shu.
Shen Cong held his forehead, spotting Su Luo among the crowd.
No wonder these two ancestors were causing a commotion, it was all for this troublemaker. He gestured to Su Luo, who rolled her eyes in exasperation.
By this time, it was beyond her power to stop them!
Two figures, one dark and one light, had already intertwined in the air several times, creating a dizzying sight.
Jiang Shu was not a man without restraint, he held back several times.
With their hands held in mid-air and the scene momentarily locked in stalemate, Wei Jin frowned, looking displeased: "Prince Jiang, I want that lantern!"
"The capable one takes it! Is His Highness King Rui implying that he wants to suppress others with his status?" Jiang Shu hooked the corner of his mouth into a shallow smile, "If His Highness King Rui wishes to assert his status, I will naturally concede!"
"You..."
