Jiang Shaohua's gaze drifted uncertainly over the faces of Prince Huaiyang and Prince Wu'an.
Prince Wu'an's mental fortitude was far inferior to that of Prince Huaiyang. Under the immense shadow of death, in front of the cold corpses of Prince Dongping and his son, Prince Wu'an was nearly collapsing.
At this moment, Song Yuan stood to one side, and Liu Hengmao was also present, with Prince Wu'an only three steps away from Jiang Shaohua. The fury and fear surging from his heart fused into scorching hot magma.
Prince Wu'an suddenly sprang up and charged directly at Jiang Shaohua's waist.
Jiang Shaohua appeared unfazed, but was actually prepared, extending a fist to strike heavily at Prince Wu'an's chest.
Prince Wu'an was sent flying backward, crashing hard into the wall before sliding down limply, blood continuously oozing from his mouth.
