A Deathmatch!

Back in the courtroom, everyone was in a stalemate. It wasn't until Prince Heath realized what was going on and stopped arguing with the officials as he opened his mouth. "Who're you?"

The black-cloaked man ignored the prince and stared at the king with an unfathomable gaze. There wasn't a smile on his lips at this time as he continued to stare at Rhesus for a long time.

That gaze was so cold that even the king's back was covered with cold sweat. He didn't dare to move as he held his breath, watching the man without blinking. Why was this man after him? Why did this person have to wreak havoc in his kingdom? The king didn't know, but he was confident about one thing—the black-cloaked man before him was dangerous.

So he didn't dare to say a single word and kept staring unblinkingly at the man dressed in black in vigilance.