“You can’t withstand it! Quickly, dodge!”
Resisting sharp pain, Steward Wang loudly shouted while in Han Li’s grasp in an attempt to warn the young prince.
Obviously, his warning came too late.
Hearing this, the young prince subconsciously leaned to the side, wanting to dodge the point of the huge azure sword. However, the sword suddenly changed its cleave to a slice, softly sweeping past his legs. The black Qi protecting his body scattered from the attack and didn’t have the slightest of effect.
As a result, the sword sliced through his two calves with great ease. The young prince loudly shouted, fainting on the scene.
This person who had lived a life of luxury since birth, though he may be exceptionally shrewd, had never experienced such sufferings before. Naturally, he wasn’t able to bear the pain of lacerated legs.
