The scene was eerily unsettling.
Zhao Jie looked at the Princess with a grave expression, then glanced at Xia Feng. He opened his mouth as if to say something but found himself at a loss for words.
At this moment, he felt the absurdity of the situation.
The Prince was dead, the Princess had acknowledged this young lad as her master, then what was Zhao Jie supposed to do?
Find a new master to serve?
Whoosh whoosh—
Before he could sort out his thoughts, a ripping sound caught his attention. He turned to see members of the Divine Evil Association and the Death Hand disappearing into the depths of the forest, quickly fading from sight.
"Damn!" Zhao Jie snapped to realization, hastily following them. Acknowledge a new master? Screw that! He'd already reached the Fourth Rank, the contract was void with the Prince's death! If not now, then when was he supposed to run?