"So... True Person, he still refuses to see us?"
The princes shivered violently from the cold.
Yet they did not dare harbor even the slightest resentment or hatred.
They knew full well that before powerful cultivators, even an angry curse in one's heart might very well be sensed by the other party.
As things stood, they had no room whatsoever to complain.
If they could not obtain Li Ye's forgiveness, they would likely die even if they returned—while running away... running away here in the Dao Flourishing Realm? That truly took courage.
In short.
For them now, there was no way to heaven and no door into earth. Princes and princesses who had once been imperial scions were, at this moment, not even as well off as the servants waiting in the dragon carriage.
—Their imperial father was simply too prolific.
There were already twenty princes now. Even if they died, as long as it pleased the Four Seasons Sect, it seemed it would not be a problem at all.
"Please leave."
At that moment.
Hu Luo emerged from the hall and stated frankly, "True Person said he detests you. Even if you die, do not die here."
Those words were utterly undignified.
So undignified that the princes' faces instantly turned deathly pale.
Their mouths opened, yet not a single word came out.
To make a True Person say something so lacking in decorum, and before foreign guests at that—they truly realized that once Li Ye no longer wished to preserve appearances, they did not even have the right to beg for a shred of dignity.
They could only turn around on legs already frozen stiff, moving like zombies and leaving a string of deep footprints in the snow.
Two of them were so cold that they even collapsed with