He Pingsheng's sudden strike left everyone around him stunned.
The Thirteenth Prince's mouth fell open in surprise. He first looked at his attendant on the ground, then turned to look at He Pingsheng.
Disbelief covered his face.
Behind He Pingsheng, the Ninth Prince clenched both hands into fists, then vigorously rubbed his eyes twice with the backs of them.
Holy shit!
Seriously?
That's the Thirteenth Prince's subordinate! Even I don't fucking dare offend him, and you just went straight for him?
You've got guts!
Damn, you're badass!
The Ninth Prince gazed at He Pingsheng eagerly, a certain excitement shining in his eyes.
"You bastard! You actually dared hit me?"
The attendant scrambled up from the ground, trembling with rage. With a wave of his hand, he summoned a flying sword.
His cultivation was considerable: he had reached the twelfth layer of the Foundation Establishment Realm.
He Pingsheng said calmly, "The Thirteenth Prince is refined and courteous. I respect his manners, so I'm willing to exchange a few more words with him!"
"But a dog like you is nothing more than a servant. What gives you the right to threaten me?"
"I advise you not to attack."
"Otherwise, bear the consequences yourself!"
He Pingsheng was not wearing the Seven-Buckle Dark Gold Armor. Instead, he wore the Fire Essence Blood-Reflecting Armor.
At that moment, his presence was extraordinary.
Standing in the square, he carried an imposing air all his own.
The servant glanced at the Thirteenth Prince. Seeing that the prince remained silent, he snarled, "Fine, fine..."
"You greenhorn brat! I may only be one of the Thirteenth Prince's dogs, but I'm still ten thousand times nobler than you!"
"Today, I'll slaughter you and show you what happens when you offend the Imperial Family!"
"Brat... your life is mine!"
The servant leaped