"Honored Prince, think it over, think it over again."
The current Prince Yu is overwhelmed with a surge of blood in his chest, thick and on the verge of spewing out.
Feng Yexuan, just now, merely used a gust of palm wind to deflect his blade wind.
This skill, profound to an outrageous degree!
If a real fight breaks out, he surely wouldn't be a match for him.
"Honored Prince, Chu Jiangnan's troops are stationed in the Imperial City and in the southern regions, while your Beiming is located north of my Nanming."
"You seek power in Beiming and need assistance; if Chu Jiangnan's army wants to help you, they first have to cross my northern stronghold."
"If you remain obstinate, do you think I will allow Chu Jiangnan's army to easily traverse my territory?"
Prince Yu held back the blood threatening to escape and slowly took a step forward.
He looked at Feng Yexuan with sincerity in his eyes.
