Princess Xiang'er's face was filled with blank helplessness. With matters having reached this point, what could she do? Never mind that Xiang'er was still young—even if Princess Yuanke, that heroine who yielded nothing to men, had escaped and come out, she would surely have been at her wits' end.
Ice Old Demon's face was cold to the extreme, yet in his eyes, without a flicker of expression, there was a hint of a smile. That detestable Snow Fox Clan—he could use this pretext to pull them up by the roots. Yet before this thought had even finished turning through his mind, an unexpected voice entered his ears, accompanied by a few light coughs.
"Just what do you take yourself for? If you say I stole the Sacred Hall's treasure, then I stole it? To catch a thief, you catch him with the stolen goods. On nothing but Your Excellency's one-sided words, what the hell do you think you are..."
Lin Xuan's cold voice rang through the great hall, and every Demon Cultivator present was stunned.
As the saying went, a man's name was the shadow of a tree. The Ice Old Demon before them was no mere Spirit Division Stage Demon Race member, but the External Incarnation of a mighty Tribulation Transcendence expert. Though his emotions and memories were already greatly different from the original body's, his strength had not been impaired in the slightest because of it.
He had shaken this realm with his might for tens of thousands of years. Who could be so bold as to actually dare speak to Ice Old Demon in such a tone?
Had he eaten a bear's heart and a leopard's gall?
Or was there something wrong with his head?
"Big guy..."
Even Princess Xiang'er was tongue-tied. She had spent time with