"Your Highness…" The elder's voice came from the corner. He sounded old. He pleaded, "Miss Jun Shang, hurry up… stop him!" He was filled with anguish.
It was all his fault.
It was all his fault!
Fang Xi wasn't affected by Ming Shu's appearance. He looked at her arrogantly and said, "Jun Shang, you're too late."
Ming Shu clenched her fists. She smiled gently and said slowly, "You're not the one who decides that."
Fang Xi got a little anxious.
He glanced at the tree of life, which was almost dead. His anxiousness disappeared. What could she do now?
Ming Shu walked toward him.
The apostles tried to stop her. Ming Shu waved her hand and the apostles were thrown to the side.
All kinds of magic spells flew in the air. Yet, the young lady's expression didn't change at all.
Fang Xi frowned. He took a few steps back.
The apostles came forward and blocked Ming Shu's path.
But, no one could really stop her.
