Chapter 1007 - Game

"If you spare us, we'll withdraw our troops right away!"

The prince of Great West was the only one who could maintain his composure right now among the three princes as he said with a dark voice.

"Withdraw? Ha!"

Aiden laughed. "Nothing in the world is that easy."

The prince of Great West snarled, "What do you want?"

Aiden gazed at a small city below him that was still billowing with smoke in the distance and said, "How many people in these lands have died to the merciless iron hooves of your army? How many people have died in this chaotic era of war?"

He retracted his gaze and turned to the three princes, asking coldly, "Who is going to atone for their lives?"

Aiden's tone was extremely calm. However, the more that was the case, the more afraid the three princes felt!

Beneath that refined exterior was a fiend demon that could devour anyone at any moment!

"Young man, you're a martial artist."