At that moment, the burly man snapped out of his daze and hurriedly chased after her, roaring, "Princess, why are you worrying about so much? Just drag that Teng brat back to the royal residence and force him to say he likes you ten times every day..."
Princess Fennel's voice drifted back from afar. "Drag my ass! Get lost! Don't come near me, or I'll die right in front of you!"
Faced with such a willful threat, the burly man no longer dared to pursue her.
He could only anxiously flash back to the great plaza and look toward Jun Yiji. "My lord..."
Jun Yiji's expression did not change. Instead, she looked at a middle-aged woman beside her and said, "Follow Fennel. Don't let her notice you for now."
The middle-aged woman accepted the order and vanished in a flash before Divine Mountain Hall.
In the blink of an eye...
The entire Divine Mountain Plaza fell quiet again. No one had expected things to suddenly turn out like this.
That string of chaotic nonsense from the young sect master of the Cangyu Demon Sect had directly made Princess Fennel cry and break down.
So did the wagered battle from earlier still count?
At that moment, the burly man turned back and fixed his eyes on Sikong Jing. Then he shouted, "Men, seize this bastard!"
Lord Yiji had only said that this boy could not die. She had not said he could not be seized.
At the burly man's words, the middle-aged war generals who had been kneeling raised their heads. Their chilling gazes surged toward Sikong Jing.
It was this young sect master who had made them kneel for so long.
Yet they did not dare act. Instead, they looked again toward Jun Yiji. The burly man's words carried no