Open Fire!!!

"Your Highness—!" The two men shouted in unison, their voices brimming with terror.

They simply could not believe it. Their Fourth Prince had done nothing more than laugh, yet his head had been sent flying!

In truth, they were not the only ones shocked. The Fourth Prince himself had been the same.

He had already drafted countless provocative taunts in his mind, yet before he could utter a single word, the searing agony from his neck dragged his consciousness into boundless darkness.

Until his death, he never saw when Chu Sheng had struck, much less had any chance to call for the two Attendants to save him.

"Bang—" The headless corpse crumpled to the ground, blood splashing everywhere and quickly soaking a glaring patch of red into the desolate plain.

The crowd stood dumbfounded.

They stiffly turned their heads, all looking toward the two Attendants who had cried out.

Your Highness!?

What did that mean? Could this man have some other identity?

One of the Attendants trembled all over. He stared fixedly at Chu Sheng, his lips quivering as he said,

"Y-you have some nerve! You actually killed His Highness the Fourth Prince!"

Chu Sheng tilted his head slightly.

"Fourth Prince? What the hell is that? I killed him, so what?"

The Attendant nearly choked on his breath, his chest heaving violently.

"You ignorant madman! Do you think His Highness is some descendant of one of the mortal dynasties under your Star Alliance!?"

At those words, everyone present changed expression.

The Star Alliance ruled over more than a hundred starfields and commanded countless dynasties.

Yet this Attendant's tone was filled with contempt for the Star Alliance. Could the Fourth Prince's background be even greater than the Star Alliance's?

While the crowd was still reeling in uncertainty, the other Attendant had