Chop Off Yang Ming's Hand

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Walking in the center was an elderly man in splendid robes. He wore a large yellow robe embroidered with clustered floral brocade, yet it did not look messy in the slightest. His graying hair was neatly combed back, and he was of medium height with a slightly plump build and dignified features.

Only, his eyes were somewhat too small, spoiling the overall impression of his facial features. He stood with his hands behind his back, as poised as if standing at the edge of an abyss, while the breeze made his robes flutter loudly.

Even when facing the three Spirit Douluo Education Committee members, he showed not the slightest respect. Instead, he carried an air of superiority.

Standing to the right of the splendidly dressed elder was another old man.

This man was tall and thin, straight as a javelin. Even his hair and beard were dark green, while his eyes gleamed like emeralds.

His entire being gave off an illusory feeling, as though he were a phantom. No one could see his feet moving, yet he remained by the splendidly dressed elder's side from beginning to end.

This elder was expressionless, or perhaps his expression had become completely stiff. His cheeks were deeply sunken, his green hair was disheveled, and he wore nothing more than a simple gray robe, forming a stark contrast with the finely dressed elder beside him.

Meng Shenji hurried forward to greet them, taking three steps in two. Even as a Spirit Douluo powerhouse, he slightly bowed in salute.

"Your Highness the Prince, why have you come?"

This old man was actually a prince!

The people of Shrek Academy were suddenly startled.

One had to know that Douluo Continent's noble hierarchy was extremely strict, a pyramid from top to bottom. Princes were