"Presumptuous!"
As soon as those words were spoken, a gray-robed cultivator standing behind Crown Prince Xing Tian immediately roared in anger.
"Li Yun, you lowly commoner, how dare you speak so arrogantly to His Highness the Crown Prince? Even dying a hundred deaths would not be enough to wipe away your sins. I shall act on behalf of the Crown Prince and capture you, you suicidal commoner."
After finishing his words, the gray-robed cultivator swept forward and threw a vicious punch toward Li Yun.
Boom!
A violent thunderous sound exploded as his fist struck out. It was as if a giant mountain had been forcefully moved, carrying a heavy suppressive force as it rushed straight toward Li Yun's chest.
"An ant like you dares to attack me?"
Facing this fierce punch, Li Yun's expression did not change at all.
Only when the gray-robed cultivator was less than ten feet away did Li Yun finally move. He calmly threw a punch of his own.
"Seeking death."
