The hall was silent, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
No one present understood this sudden change.
Everyone looked puzzled!
"Ninth Prince!" Tang Rongrong ran out and reached the Ninth Prince.
"How are you?" she asked.
The Ninth Prince's face was pale. He couldn't comprehend not being able to draw his sword before Yang Yan.
The sword he let go actually drew itself, cutting through the force he had cultivated and injuring him!
*The sequence of events left him baffled!*
"Twelfth Princess, why, why did this happen?" he asked Tang Rongrong beside him.
Tang Rongrong shook her head.
"Ninth Prince, I'm not sure either.
But I think it must be his doing." She looked directly at Yang Yan.
"Is it him?"
"It has to be him. There is no one else." Tang Rongrong said seriously.
She raised her hand.
"He could use an evil technique to harm you, but my flame is a righteous existence.
Maybe I can suppress his evil technique!"
As she spoke, crimson Profound Qi surged from her body.
