This question is somewhat abrupt, especially at this moment.
In the midst of a fight, suddenly raising such a question catches people off guard.
Prince Mei pondered for a moment:
"We, the Twelve Saint Kings, hold a revered position within the cult.
"Saying we are second to one, above ten thousand, might be a bit of an exaggeration, yet not far off."
"What about the General?"
Chu Qing asked again.
Prince Mei smiled, about to speak, when the sword-wielding expert suddenly shouted:
"Your Highness!!"
Prince Mei glanced at him; the man immediately lowered his head, not daring to meet his gaze, before Prince Mei continued:
"The General's status is naturally also very respected.
"However, when compared with the Twelve Saint Kings, it is a level lower."
Chu Qing's eyes narrowed slightly, feeling somewhat puzzled.
Actually, in today's battle, it wasn't just Prince Mei's profound Inner Power that kept him unscathed.
