"I've been waiting for you for a long time," Long Haochen looked at the rapidly approaching Po and said with a smile. His voice was not loud, but every Black Dragon Guard could hear it clearly.
Po stopped when there were still two hundred meters away from Long Haochen. His previous calmness was gone, and his fists clapped. His whole body's muscles and bones seemed to have enlarged.
"I haven't seen you for more than five years. How is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?" Long Haochen sat on the Sealed Divine Throne of Eternity and Creation and he had no intention of getting up at all.
"I'm fine. Many thanks to you." Po's voice was cold and low, and behind him, the purple-black light surged and rose in the shape of a fan, which was his strong aura of war.
Long Haochen smiled calmly and said, "I know you were unconvinced when you lost to me last time. Well, I will convince you today."
