Lis looked at the Prince in front of him, not intending to say much.
He could sense that this Prince before him was merely an ordinary person, not possessing Extraordinary Ability.
Likely, he doesn't know many Hidden secrets.
Yet, since he could be arranged by the Samuel Kingdom to come here to hunt down Hanna and the others, he should at least know some things related to the Grant family.
Lis's expression was calm as he slowly reached out his hand.
In an instant, the self-proclaimed Third Prince Silas felt as if his neck was tightly gripped by an invisible yet immensely powerful hand, and his whole body was forcefully lifted off the ground.
That illusory hand was like pliers forged of iron, gripping Silas's neck tightly, making it nearly impossible for him to breathe.
Silas's legs kicked chaotically in the air, and his two hands instinctively clutched at his own neck, desperately trying to struggle.
