Prince He Shuo arrived at the stage accompanied by a crowd of people. He didn't speak immediately, and his naturally authoritative presence gradually quieted the noisy surroundings.
Vice General Xing, feeling ashamed, walked up to the Prince, lowering his head like someone who had made a mistake, "Your Highness, I…"
"Enough, no need to say more."
Prince He Shuo waved his hand, his expression extremely unpleasant.
Vice General Xing sensed the coldness emanating from the Prince, and he lowered his head even more. Initially, he intended to properly punish Chu Ge for the Prince, but it ended up being a joke, making the Prince lose face instead.
He damned himself!
"Not thrilling at all! Are you playing house when you fight?"
Suddenly, a voice came out of the silent crowd. Chu Ge looked in the direction of the sound, only to see a sea of people, unable to discern who shouted. He only felt that the voice seemed familiar.
After looking around without spotting anyone, Chu Ge gave up.
