"A Prince? Heh. Isn't that reward a bit excessive?"
The detached voice was laced with contempt and disdain.
The voice wasn't loud, but it was clear enough for everyone in Jinluan Hall to hear. All eyes turned toward the source of the sound, landing on an old man seated at the head table. His eyes were narrowed, a cold, contemptuous glint in them as he stared at Hong Yu.
HISS!
Many experts who recognized the man sucked in a sharp breath.
Even the smile on Celestial Venerable Xiahuang's face slowly faded as he narrowed his eyes, studying the old man.
Only Hong Yu never looked up.
He just kept playing with Huhu, as if none of this had anything to do with him.
Xiahuang Shang glanced at Celestial Venerable Xiahuang. Seeing the latter give a slight nod, he spoke up. "Supreme Third Elder, what do you mean by that?"
"What do I mean?"
