Xie Tian glanced at the stone debris on the ground, got up, and walked out to face the eight men.
Although no blows had been exchanged, the hostility hanging between the two sides astonished the ordinary disciples around.
"Why are You Xiaochan and Zhong Huai not on the same side? Why..."
"Heh, they say they're together, but You Xiaochan is bullied to that extent, what has Zhong Huai ever done..."
"Speak less, the man is a prince. Offend him, and he will exterminate your nine clans..."
...
The enmity between the two sides stemmed from the two guards who died at Xie Tian's hands. To put it more simply, it was just one word—"Kneel."
"Have you ever kneeled?" The leader of the attendants sneered as he was the first to speak in the wake of kicking open the door.
Xie Tian nodded, "I have kneeled before one person."
"Oh, you actually have kneeled. I thought your knees were more precious than gold!"
"Heh, if you've kneeled before, why did you not bow when you saw His Highness?"