Ling Chen gave a slight nod. His body was devoid of strength, and he slumped onto Xu Ruoyan's fragrant shoulder, slipping into unconsciousness.
Just then, Prince Tai and others from the royal family rushed over. "How is that possible? This kid actually didn't die?" Prince Tai's gaze fell on Ling Chen, his expression instantly darkening. He's still alive?
His gaze shifted from left to right, resting on the corpses of the people in black who had met their end. The gloomy intent in his eyes deepened further.
All his plans had failed.
Fortunately, these three were his death soldiers, always hiding their true identities. Prince Tai was not worried that the deaths of these three would implicate him.
"Your Majesty, a mile away, we also found the body of Qing Mo," two expert Forbidden Army soldiers rushed over to report.
