These death soldiers had undergone the most severe and cruel training since childhood, and only the elites remained, who could certainly take on ten enemies without a problem. Yet now, Hai Tang had slain twenty of these death soldiers with a single move, not to mention the people outside, and they had no clue whatsoever. How could Hai Tang still be human? And what would this wretched woman do to her next?
Wu Wenlan instinctively thought of fleeing, but then a sudden breeze came, and to her horror, she found herself unable to move. "What, what do you want to do? I am the Princess of Beiyue, if you lay a finger on me, my father the Emperor and my mother will never spare you and Dong Chu!" Her shrill voice clearly carried fear and panic.
