"Dream on! Someone like you doesn't deserve my sister! The dignity of the dragon clan must not be violated. Are you trying to get your entire white crane clan wiped out?" Long Ling snarled through gritted teeth, his eyes icy.
Though he wanted nothing more than to devour the man alive, his sister was in the man's hands. He had no choice but to hold back.
"Hahaha, Fourth Prince, don't you think all that talk is completely pointless? The dignity of the dragon clan? You're lecturing me about that now? You don't even know if you'll survive, yet you're still clinging to your dignity. The legend of this ship has been passed down since time immemorial. Have you ever heard of anyone leaving it? You'd have to get off this ship to wipe out my white crane clan. We're all going to die anyway, and we won't last much longer. Why not just grant my wish?" The middle-aged white crane laughed uproariously.
Eighth Princess was in his hands, giving him complete control. He looked at the dragon clan's Fourth Prince, who had once stood high above him, seething with rage yet unable to do a thing. The sight filled him with indescribable satisfaction.
"I'll give you one last chance. Let my sister go, or I'll make you regret ever coming into this world!" Long Ling stared at him, speaking each word slowly, his eyes as cold as ice that had endured for ten thousand years.
"Your sister's in my hands, and you still dare talk like that? Or have you stopped caring whether Eighth Princess lives?" the middle-aged white crane said darkly, tightening his grip around Eighth Princess's neck.
She had already lost her cultivation, leaving her no different from an ordinary human girl. With his hand squeezing her neck,