The Saint Prince stood up.
He lightly shook his shoulders, and the Spirit Sun Rod fell naturally into his grip.
"Easier said than done."
The Saint Prince grinned and said, "It's true that the decree is placed at the Fighting Holy Peak... But why should I go fetch it just because you say so?"
"Your Highness, this decree was raised by you."
The Venerable Sea Overturning frowned and said, "You naturally have to prove it."
"Indeed, that's the reason."
The Mountain Shifting Venerable quickly nodded in agreement.
The Saint Prince coldly looked towards Nether Sea, the latter with his hands behind his back and sleeves fluttering, making his intention crystal clear.
The situation today has reached this point.
To prove or not, it's no longer up to the Saint Prince.
"The rumors and nonsense of these past two years..."
The Saint Prince spoke softly, "There have been too many, and I'm truly tired of hearing them. I know it's all you causing trouble behind the scenes."
