"General Wu, what has you in such a hurry? Get up and speak."
The young man frowned as he spoke, his tone carrying a trace of reproach.
At his words, the soldier addressed as General Wu raised his head. Their gazes met, and in an instant, General Wu's body stiffened as the scene before his eyes rapidly changed.
A pair of utterly emotionless eyes stared directly at him, regarding him as though he were nothing more than an ant.
Within those eyes, all things evolved without cease. It was as if what stood before him was not a living being, but the Dao—the true manifestation of the Dao itself.
"Wake up."
The next moment, a gentle voice sounded beside his ear. In an instant, the vision before him shattered, and the young man's figure reappeared in his sight.
General Wu was drenched in sweat. His face was filled with horror as he panted heavily for breath.
The First Prince had become even more terrifying.
With just one glance, he had made him experience that genuine, bone-deep terror of life and death.
"General Wu, what happened for you to be in such a hurry?"
The young man looked at General Wu before him and asked indifferently.
Only then did General Wu remember the important matter at hand.
He finally understood what had happened just now as well. The First Prince had given him a small punishment.
A punishment for the offense of acting rashly.
But he had no time to hesitate any longer. He immediately lowered his voice and said, "First Prince, the Fifth Prince fell an hour ago. The one who acted was a prodigy of the Human Race."
After speaking, General Wu pressed his head heavily against the ground, not daring to raise it. He did not even dare