Ye Futian's voice fell, and the space turned silent. The divine consciousnesses of countless cultivators from Divine Prefecture were fastened on him.
Ye Futian had admitted outright that he had some connection to Emperor Ye Qing.
Princess Donghuang, likewise, also focused her attention on the white-haired man who was atop the temple. However, the cultivators from Ziwei Imperial Palace and the Heavenly Mandate Academy were concentrating their attention on her at the moment, and they were a little nervous. The next decision that the Princess made would impact Ye Futian's fate.
"How are you connected?" Princess Donghuang questioned.
"Does Princess remember me?" Ye Futian looked at Princess Donghuang and asked. "When I was 16, I saw Princess from a distance on the Beast Mountain of Qingzhou City."
When he first laid eyes on Princess Donghuang, he felt that there might be a fateful encounter between the two of them. And later, indeed, they met again.
