Long Lin's face instantly changed, and he sharply said, "Xia Feng, don't think you're so great just because you're the Emperor's Son. I'm telling you, if you don't come back to the Rizhao Empire with me today, the Rizhao Empire will immediately send troops to press on the border of your Great Xia Empire!"
"You're threatening me?" Xia Feng's eyes flashed with a cold light, and a vast murderous aura spread out.
Not only him, everyone present turned cold in expression.
To threaten a military movement against the Great Xia Empire in front of them was almost like jumping up and slapping them in the face.
"You crippled Princess Qinghe's only son, and no matter what, you must give our Rizhao Empire an explanation for this!" Long Lin snorted coldly.
"If you don't go today, then just wait for the army to press the borders!"
Yan Mobai, a Martial Sovereign leading the army, was most familiar with the recent military skirmishes between the two nations.
