Zhou Wei was truly desperate at this moment.
Right now, he couldn't care less about his usual genteel and cultured demeanor.
He was afraid of dying here!
Dying at the hands of those barbarians!
He was the future Emperor of Dazhou, the future sovereign of humanity; dying like this would be extremely humiliating.
Moreover, he had many unanswered questions in his heart.
Why was he the focal point of the Heavenly Execution Formation? He had to find his father, the Emperor, and demand an explanation!
"Crown Prince, if I save you, will you still seek revenge against me? Will your sister let me go? After all, we've made mortal enemies of each other, haven't we?" Jiang Shouzhong said while his hand rested on the hilt of the knife at his waist.
Eliminating potential threats was always his style.
Whether it was Nalan Xie or the Crown Prince before him now.
