At this moment, a woman with a seductive figure, dressed in a slit cheongsam, walked up with a cold expression and said to Chen Yuan:
"These several princes have noble identities, all are Immortal Masters from the Sacred Land."
"For a mere mortal like you, being granted an audience with the princes is your fortune."
"Later, you are not allowed to lift your head, speak freely, or move randomly."
"You may only speak to answer if the princes ask you questions."
These so-called princes have extremely large airs.
They even required Chen Yuan not to approach, stopping at a hundred meters distance, bowing and waiting for questions.
'Chen Yuan, bear it for a bit, these princes have extremely significant backgrounds, their elders are Ancestors of various Cultivation Sacred Lands, you must not offend, the Cultivation Sacred Land is far beyond comparison to other races!'
Chen Chao couldn't help but transmit sound and said.
