Mo Yinhe did not hesitate for a moment, stepping in front of Si Mingjing, as majestic and imposing as Mount Tai.
"I'd like to see who dares to lay a hand on my Crown Princess Consort!"
The King of Gendaya's killing intent had flared; how could he easily change his mind?
"Without her death, the hatred in my heart cannot be quelled! Yinhe, don't think that by simply bestowing a title upon her, her status will be enough to make me fear touching her! Anyone who dares to make a fool of me must die!"
The King of Gendaya waved his hand, and immediately, two tall, formidable guards approached Si Mingjing.
Mo Yinhe stood his ground, sneering, "Your Majesty, have you forgotten that my hundred thousand troops are hovering over your territory? If you're not afraid of starting a war, then try laying a finger on my Crown Princess Consort!"
"Yinhe, you dare to threaten me!" The King of Gendaya was furious.
"And what if I do?" Mo Yinhe's eyes narrowed slightly.
