Sacred Battle Platform

Qin Wentian’s eyes glimmered with coldness the moment Ye Kongfan extended the invitation. He then replied, “As the princess of the Ye Country, shouldn’t Princess Lingshuang be the first to sit on one of the master seats?”

As the sound of his voice faded, the surrounding atmosphere grew increasingly intense.

Today, Ye Kongfan was simply supplanting the true host of this event, Ye Lingshuang. As the princess of the main bloodline, her status was clearly higher compared to his. He was intentionally trying to place his status above hers, a clear indication of the Qi King’s attempt to rebel.

Both Ye Kongfan’s eyes shone with a dangerous light. Just when he was about to reply, Mo Qingcheng cut in, “Princess, please.”

The armored guards at the side all radiated faint hints of murderous intent. They were all extremely powerful in strength, and all of them were loyal to Ye Kongfan.