Young Prince Tu was reprimanded, feeling somewhat annoyed.
He was the esteemed young prince of Tu Yuan Country, disciple of the Poison Saint, and even the Poison Saint had never been so presumptuous with him.
The female ghost cultivator before him possessed unfathomable strength, seemingly formidable.
Yet if he retreated, he wouldn't be able to complete his master's task and would surely be punished upon returning to Tu Yuan Country.
Caught between advancing and retreating, Young Prince Tu gritted his teeth.
"Senior, I can leave, but I've come for Chu Beiqing. Could Elder hand over Chu Beiqing? I would be extremely grateful."
Xin Lin was no big deal, after all, a Five Meridians ruined Spiritual Delicacy Master couldn't become anything noteworthy.
As long as Chu Beiqing was killed, this trip to Longteng Country would be considered perfect.
"What if I don't?"
Xin Lin sneered coldly.
Young Prince Tu was truly relentless.
"Then I'm afraid I must offend you."
