"His Highness the Crown Prince! His Highness the Crown Prince has returned!"
A white-haired old man trembled as he knelt.
"Everyone, stand up. The Star Luo Empire has not fallen yet."
Faced with these subjects who had survived the catastrophe, Dai Weisi's instincts as heir to the throne took over.
Zhu Zhuyun and Zhu Zhuqing moved to either side and began comforting the crowd.
Zhu Zhuyun took off her outer robe and wrapped it around a shivering little girl.
Zhu Zhuqing supported an elderly woman, settled her against a wall, and tore off her own sleeve to bandage her wounds.
Dai Mubai stared at the bodies of Dai Tianfeng and Zhu Tiancai.
Something welled in his eyes, but he forced it back.
Jiang Ming slowly descended, landing in the open space between the people on the left and the soul beasts on the right.
Behind him stood Dai Weisi, Dai Mubai, Zhu Zhuqing, and Zhu Zhuyun, along with countless corpses and the few surviving humans.
Facing him were over a hundred thousand ten-thousand-year soul beasts.
And Xiong Jun, who had climbed out of the rubble, his dark gold fur covered in dust.
Dai Weisi stared at the beast horde opposite them, hatred and fear mingling in his eyes.
A hundred thousand soul beasts packed the entire square, forming an invisible wall.
Without Jiang Ming standing in front of him, he would already have been scared out of his wits.
"Human, were you the one who brought me here?"
Xiong Jun shook the dust off his body, his dark gold eyes fixed on Jiang Ming.
"Have you soul beasts grown tired of living? How dare you massacre a city?"
Jiang Ming's gaze swept over Xiong Jun and the hundred thousand soul beasts as though he were looking at a heap of