The royal guards subconsciously retreated, a kind of instinctive reaction to crisis, which they couldn't control for a moment.
The Crown Prince clenched his fists.
He had witnessed the young boy defeat a Shaolin Warrior Monk in a soccer match, and at that time, the boy wasn't as strong as he was now.
What had happened? How had the boy's strength increased so significantly?
Gu Jiao was actually quite surprised herself, realizing only after she had struck that her strength had largely recovered, nearly reaching half of her previous life's capabilities.
It seemed that her fight with Han Ye wasn't in vain.
If another six death soldiers from the Crown Prince's royal guards were to come, she wouldn't be as embarrassed as before; she could take them all down!
The situation was bleak, he hadn't expected the boy to become so powerful, and the men he had brought with him were insufficient... the search couldn't go on... Damn it!
The Crown Prince's fists cracked with tension.
