"Many... acquaintances?"
The Saint Prince was stunned again.
Many of his father's acquaintances were already dead.
If they met on the other side of the River of Destiny, those with the power and qualification to enter the river...
Would probably be those three from the Human Race, right?
"On that side, there are some things I must do."
The Holy Emperor spoke warmly: "What you witnessed earlier at the Green Moss Cliff was not deliberately fabricated. I haven't left much power here, and penetrating the void earlier to complete a transfer... consumed a lot. Now there's just enough left to impart the Fighting Saint Technique to you."
"Transfer? Transfer who?"
The Saint Prince was still confused, not yet comprehending the meaning of the Holy Emperor's words.
But then.
The next moment he understood the implication of the word "trouble."
Rip!
