The panther glanced at Zhang Xiaobo, who was pretending to be dead on the ground, and deliberately stomped a giant hoof, which didn't seem very harmful but was extremely insulting. Yet, there was no response. The Blade Warrior was speechless; she then looked at the Titan spirit and murmured, "Royal warriors often like to act alone, this person in front is probably not royalty."
"Alone?" The Titan royalty blinked their lovely eyes and smiled faintly, "Are you really confident in your intelligence? Not all royals like to act alone."
Of course, the surrounding people wouldn't believe such nonsense. The Blade Warrior was one of their own. A trace of a cold smile appeared on Zhan Yu's face, and he sneered softly, "Bluffing. We've seen royals before. It's a pity, your disguised strength isn't a match for the royalty."
