"Uncle, do you really intend to do this?"
Lu Yuan asked with a serious expression.
Assassinating the Taichu Saint Son in public is no joke.
Not to mention how the strong from various clans would react, just the Taichu Ancestor and Profound Celestial Sword Master won't let it slide.
Whether it succeeds or not, the Dragon Race would become a target for all, besieged by the major holy lands!
"At this point, is there a better option?"
Long Zhan sighed helplessly.
With the potential and talent of the Taichu Saint Son, once he steps into the Supreme Divine Hall, the consequences are unimaginable.
By then, even if the Dragon Race paid ten or even a hundred times the price, they might not be able to kill him.
Therefore.
Rather than nurturing a threat.
It would be better to strike first and eliminate him in the cradle!
"Uncle, I think perhaps we can be even bolder."
Seeing Long Zhan's resolute attitude, Lu Yuan pondered for a moment and suddenly spoke shockingly.
