"Is it not possible?"
When Mars spoke these words, his tone was forceful, his gaze determined. Although the Kingdom of Embers had already fallen, as long as he was alive, the bloodline of the Embers Race would not be extinguished.
As a prince, he firmly believed that his identity was sufficient to move the Eastern monarch to send troops to help him restore his lost kingdom.
The Big Beard was amused by Mars' confidence and burst into loud laughter; some members of the merchant caravans who had visited Great Qi also couldn't hold back their joy, laughing so hard they couldn't stand up straight.
"What are you laughing at?"
Mars was very displeased, for he was a noble prince!
This rabble dared to mock him!
If not for the fall of the Kingdom of Embers, those who dared to scorn members of the Embers Race would have been hung in the execution grounds at the city gates.
