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The two of them had slight blushes on their faces, white steam rising above their heads.
Clearly, they had rushed over here.
Huang Cheng sighed with relief: "Forgive us, Princely Heir, we've finally made it."
Chu Zhiyuan smiled: "You've had a hard journey."
"No need to be polite, Princely Heir," Tao Haoran cupped his fists: "Princely Heir, let us deal with him first."
Chu Zhiyuan nodded: "A thousand people sacrificed, it's madness, worthy of ten thousand deaths without regret, please, you two, deliver divine justice!"
"Haha..." Zheng Tu suddenly laughed skyward.
Everyone looked over at Zheng Tu.
Zheng Tu shook his head and said, "What a Princely Heir, what a Chu Zhiyuan!"
Chu Zhiyuan looked at him coldly.
His anger and aversion for Zheng Tu before him were extreme.
Butchering over a thousand people in one stroke, utterly inhuman, doesn't deserve to be seen as the same kind.
At the same time, his heart was full of caution.