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Chapter 4353: 5.0105 Speechless with Anger

Thinking of his cowardly behavior just now, he couldn't help but feel a surge of anger.

"Are those two the children of Long Chuyun, the traitor of our clan?"

Mu Xingchen's face darkened, and he shouted, "Who are you calling a traitor? Clarify what you mean!"

Long Ji was intimidated by Mu Xingchen's shout, and his lips trembled as he mumbled, "Wh-why, dare to do but not dare to admit it?"

"Back then, Long Chuyun colluded with outsiders to cause trouble in Wangchuan! It caused us such great losses, almost crippling us for years!"

"What is she if not a traitor?"

"Qiaoqiao," Mu Xingchen quickly looked down at his sister, and indeed saw the little poker face with a cold, icy expression.

Although her expression showed no change, it was clear that her body was slightly trembling with anger, and she was speechless for a moment.

Crown Prince Mo quickly walked to her side, took her small hand, and called out, "Qiaoqiao."

His cold, lightning-like phoenix eyes shot directly at the arrogant speaker, and the icy killing intent in his gaze surged, impossible to ignore.

A towering pressure pressed down on the youth named Long Ji.

Prophet Tu's face changed, and she hastily extended both hands to create a water barrier to help the youth Long Ji.

However, the Crown Prince's pressure was not something she could easily dispel.

The moment they touched, she felt a terrifying, mountainous pressure overwhelming her, as if it could instantly crush her old bones into nothingness.

"Your Highness!!!" Long Hui exclaimed in alarm, quickly stepping forward to block. "Let's talk this out, Your Highness."

"Your Highness!" Long Xiangyun also cried out urgently.

"Get down!!" Mo Lian roared, and with a crisp "thud,"

the youth named Long Ji suddenly bent over, and with a heavy "thump," he was pressed down.

A loud "thwack" of his head involuntarily reverberated as he struck the ground.

A sudden hush fell over the surroundings. The merman commoners, now feeling the intense pressure, dared not gather closer, only cautiously moving away from the area, stealing glances.

Prophet Tu first felt the pressure on her body lighten. Turning her head, she saw her junior, Long Ji, in an arched posture, bent over with his head heavily pressed to the ground, unable to lift it.

Seeing his fish tail repeatedly rub against the ground, it was clear he was heavily suppressed, yet he desperately tried to raise his head.

However, the opponent's power suppression was terrifying. He probably couldn't even breathe properly, let alone lift his head.

Long Ji struggled desperately, a sense of powerlessness instantly rising in his heart.

He had never seen anyone so powerful, not even when facing his cheap grandaunt, had he felt such terrifying suppression.

At this moment, it was as if a giant mountain range was pressing down on him.

He felt extremely uncomfortable, his breathing was irregular, and he could even...

feel his neck bones making soft "crackling" sounds, as if they could shatter at any moment.

"Long Ji." Prophet Tu's heart was filled with anxiety. She suddenly looked up in Mo Lian's direction. "Stop at once."

"If I don't stop, then what?" Mo Lian stared coldly at Prophet Tu.

Long Hui understood that look very well. Although his contact with this person was not deep, he had always heard rumors about the Crown Prince of Shenzhou.

He was not someone with a kind heart. When he showed such a gaze, it meant... he intended to kill.

Long Hui's heart immediately sank further with a "thud," and he quickly stepped forward, blocking in front of Prophet Tu.