In the next second, everyone in the theater knelt down except for Huangfulian, Jiangnanyan, and Huangfulian's two attendants.

Jiang Nanyan came back to her senses, her eyes shifted to the man inch by inch.

His Royal Highness...

First is Song Guo.

Then there is His Royal Highness. [

What kind of place did she... come to?

Jiang Nanyan looked at the tall man, unable to look away for a long time.

She didn't know how to describe the man in front of her.

His handsomeness is completely different from Huang Fulian's.

No femininity, no weird breath.

The whole body of this man was full of violence, as arrogant as if he despised all emperors.

The arrow-like eyes are as deep and sharp as if quenched with poison, revealing a shocking power.

This person is different from the feeling Huang Fulian brought to her, fear.

but fear.

It was a kind of coolness coming from the bones.

Jiang Nanyan subconsciously swallowed her saliva.

The man came step by step in front of Huangfulian, with cheetah-like dark eyes.

He stared at Huangfulian, his voice sounded like hell, "Huangfulian, let go of your hand!"

The man's voice was too cold, making Jiang Nanyan tremble involuntarily.

"This woman is a slave that the king just bought. Does His Royal Highness want to take her away?" Huang Fulian didn't do so, but hugged Jiang Nanyan even tighter.

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