Black-bellied Crown Prince!

Princess Yuan Jia, who had left earlier, appeared again. After reprimanding the green-robed guard, she ordered sternly, " Although the Young Master is injured, he is not unable to walk freely. How can you stop him?! "

"Princess is right. It's our fault. Please forgive us." The two green-robed guards hurriedly kowtowed and apologized. Their voices were clearly a little flustered.

However, Rong Mo could sense that these two people had cultivation in the fifth rank of the Spiritual Pedestal Tier, yet people with such cultivation called themselves slaves, and they even trembled in fear. It was unusual.

However, although Rong Mo was worried, he did not show it on his face as he walked down the steps. He did not look at Princess Yuan Jia and just walked out of the manor slowly, as if he was taking a stroll in the courtyard.

Princess Yuan Jia followed him and asked from the side, " Where do you want to go, Young Master? "