"Pass down my order: without my permission, no one is allowed to cause trouble for the prisoners in the dungeon—not even my royal father. Also, you all, go investigate that person named Shenlian Yingyue. I want to know everything about that bold woman," he commanded with a sly smile.
Everyone shuddered at his words. Their prince feared no one—not even their terrifying lord, his royal father.
Yet, they were disdainful that such a weak woman dared to challenge their prince. She was courting death!
Forget five years—even five hundred years—no one from those low-level realms could possibly rise from True Immortal to Golden Immortal. And even if she somehow became a Golden Immortal in five years, what then?
By that time, their prince would have grown a hundred times stronger.
"Prince, what should we do with the twenty people who failed their mission?"
"What else did they confess?" the prince asked.
