Yun Zhe gloomily said: "A good enemy indeed!"
The aura within Yun Zhe surged, and he discreetly signaled for increased protection for Yun Shuihan. Meanwhile, he himself displayed a cold countenance, directly confronting Fengsu!
"As one of the aristocratic families of the Ancient Tribe, this old man originally had no intention of becoming enemies with the Second Prince! After all, the very foundation of the Ancient Tribe's existence is to support the royal family! But since the Second Prince claims he is no longer part of the royal family, then, it seems this old man no longer needs to worry about those concerns."
Fengsu's lips slightly curled, "If battle is desired, then let it be battle. Why seek those high-sounding excuses? It's just pleasant words that make the listener smile!"
The gloom in Yun Zhe's eyes nearly turned substantial. He grimly said, "Then, this old man will not refuse the offer!"
