They were all unfamiliar and not from Crimson Territory. The leader was a youth with fair skin and an intimidating aura. Heavenly momentum and an earth vein followed him.

You Zilin and Mo Hen stopped and leaped apart while staring at this uninvited youth. They were strong enough and sensed considerable pressure.

“Allow me to introduce myself. I am Fang Tongdao, the sixth prince of West Spirit, here to visit the princess of Crimson.” He had a fox fur coat wrapped around his neck, looking as noble as can be.

“The sixth prince of West Spirit?” Those from Crimson became unfriendly after hearing his name.

West Spirit was considered one of the heavy contenders for the promotion.

Though they came with potential malice, the guy was still a prince. The ones here couldn’t shout at him.

“We have two princesses...