Prince Xue Xing was a Soul Douluo of over level eighty. Did these guards before him think they could stop him?
How could that be possible?
Xue Qinghe caught the meaning behind Prince Xue Xing's words. "Imperial Uncle, do you think I can't stop you?"
"Why don't we give it a try?"
"Then let's try it."
Prince Xue Xing vanished like Gui Mei and appeared before Xue Qinghe, his hand curling into a claw as he reached for Xue Qinghe's throat.
Prince Xue Xing understood.
Whether so many of them could leave safely today depended on him.
As long as he could capture Xue Qinghe, every problem would be resolved.
As Xue Qinghe watched Prince Xue Xing's claw reach for his throat, a cold sneer appeared on his lips.
Whoosh! Just as Prince Xue Xing was about to succeed, Yu Long and Ci Xue appeared like Gui Mei, blocking his path before Xue Qinghe.
They captured Prince Xue Xing.
Before Yu Long and Ci Xue, two Titled Douluo, Prince Xue Xing had no power to fight back at all.
He was completely restrained.
Prince Xue Xing, held firmly in their grasp, was dumbfounded and utterly confused.
He had no idea why, just as he was about to succeed, one—no, two Titled Douluo had suddenly appeared.
And captured him.
Everything had happened far too suddenly.
By the time he came to his senses,
he had already lost all ability to resist and was completely restrained.
Prince Xue Xing looked at Xue Qinghe. "What a Xue Qinghe. I never expected you to have hidden yourself so deeply!"
"You actually have two Titled Douluo protecting you!"
There was a trace of surprise and shock in his voice!
Had he known earlier that Xue Qinghe had two Titled Douluo protecting him, he would have