C290 The Legendary Prince

However, in the middle aged man's heart, saving Second Young Master was his top priority. He obviously didn't care about who was right and who was wrong.

He continued, "Little friend, offending an Earth-rank expert like this isn't a wise decision. Furthermore, you already know the identity of my Second Young Master. If you hurt him today... Even if you escape today, if Marquis Fuxi finds out about this in the future... Even if you run to the ends of the earth, you will still be captured and punished. "

"Why don't we do this? Let Second Young Master go. I will plead for you in front of Hereditary Prince later, and make him take you lightly. What do you think?"

The middle-aged man spoke frankly and pointed out the pros and cons. At the same time, he secretly took out his acoustic jade and sent out a message.

This time, he was not in a hurry. His expression was calm, and he looked like he had the victory in his hands. He stared at Duanmu Kuang, confident that this young man would let Second Young Master go as he was told.

This was because what he said was the truth. Marquis Fuxi had tremendous power and influence. If he really wanted to catch someone, even if the person was in Zhennan feud, he wouldn't be able to escape. He would definitely be caught and brought to justice.

It could be said that after offending Marquis Fuxi, Duanmu Kuang would have no place to stay in the entire Heavenly Star Dynasty. Unless he had a strong background like Second Young Master, the outcome could be predicted.

However, it was obvious that he didn't have any background. The identity of a true disciple of Five Mountain Sect was naturally unreachable to ordinary people, but compared to the Marquis Fuxi's mansion, it was nothing.

If Lyi Hentian was still alive, Duanmu Kuang might be able to be as tough as the middle-aged man and not put him in his eyes. However, he was facing the Earth-rank expert alone at this moment. Without any help, he naturally wouldn't dare to let his guard down.

"Don't talk nonsense. Just stand there and don't move. Don't come over." Facing the middle-aged man's words, Duanmu Kuang still held Second Young Master's neck tightly. He didn't let his guard down at all.

One should know that the palm strike just now wanted to take ___'s life. No matter how pleasant the middle-aged man's words were, he would never believe it. Furthermore, this person wanted him to obediently let him go and accept the punishment. This was even more impossible.

Second Young Master was the only bargaining chip he could use against the Earth-rank expert. He would never let go!

"Hehe... Young man, don't get excited. Be careful that you hurt my Second Young Master. He has already suffered a serious injury. I can't stand your torment anymore." The middle-aged man said with a smile. Although he was somewhat anxious, his face revealed an incomparably kind expression.

He didn't dare to push him too hard, fearing that this young man in front of him would really pinch Second Young Master to death. He had no choice but to put on an amiable face and said slowly, "Don't worry. My Hereditary Prince will be here soon. He is a man who knows right and wrong. If it is really my Second Young Master who is in the wrong, we won't make things difficult for you. But before that, can you loosen your hand first? My Second Young Master is about to die from being strangled by you."

At this moment, Duanmu Kuang was holding Second Young Master tightly. This fellow's tongue was stuck out by Duanmu Kuang's grip, making it impossible for him to breathe. It seemed like he couldn't hold on any longer. The middle-aged man looked very anxious, wanting him to let go of Second Young Master first.

"Hereditary Prince? Who is Hereditary Prince? Why should I listen to him? Is he famous? " However, Duanmu Kuang said this. A bright light flashed across his eyes as he shouted at ___, "How many of you have come? What are you doing in Zhennan feud?"

These people came from Marquis Fuxi's mansion. Their purpose in coming here was definitely not simple. Furthermore, from what the middle-aged man had just said, it seemed like even Hereditary Prince from Marquis Fuxi's mansion had come here. This had aroused his great interest.

Hereditary Prince was referring to the heirs of every duke, which was also the candidate to be conferred the title of an underground duke. Usually, they were born among the most outstanding and powerful descendants of the current generation of dukes, and Duanmu Kuang naturally knew about it.

Furthermore, he vaguely remembered where he had heard of Hereditary Prince from in Marquis Fuxi's mansion. It seemed that this fellow was quite famous.

"Of course, my Hereditary Prince is a heaven warping genius, a martial cultivation genius of his generation. He has broken the cultivation record of countless wise sages. Let's not talk about my Fu Xi fiefdom, but the entire Heavenly Star Empire. He's also famous among the younger generation, and he's able to suppress his peers." The middle-aged man said with a loud voice.

He seemed to be a bit arrogant, and his appearance was arrogant. Hereditary Prince and Shangguan Nu were in his heart, and even in the hearts of all the people in Marquis Fuxi's mansion. He was a god-like existence, a peerless genius who had been surrounded by all kinds of halos since he was young.

It was said that when Shangguan Nu was born, he was accompanied by a purple sun that rose into the sky. The vast purple light had once illuminated the area within three thousand li of Marquis Fuxi's mansion. One could clearly see his heaven warping talent. Even the imperial family was startled by this news, and they gifted Marquis Fuxi with generous gifts as a congratulatory gift.

Everyone thought that Shangguan Nu would definitely grow into an existence that could shake the entire continent. He might even surpass all the wise sages of the past. His future achievements would be unimaginable and unpredictable.

It was because he was too outstanding. Shangguan Nu's talent was astonishing, and not only was his talent extraordinary, but he also surpassed many of the previous sages recorded in the ancient books. His cultivation speed was extraordinarily fast, and he had even condensed his Yuan energy when he was only at the Essence Opening Stage. This shocked some of the old antiques in the dynasty who had long forgotten about the worldly affairs and focused all of their attention on secluded cultivation.

These people were the only few old men left in the dynasty, and their cultivation realms and statuses were shockingly high. But they were also shocked to the point that they came out of seclusion one after another, wanting to take them in as disciples. His talent and influence could be seen from this. He was definitely incomparable, able to crush his peers.

That was why even though Shangguan Nu was still young, his cultivation realm not that deep, everyone still looked at him with the eyes of future experts, not daring to take him lightly.

The middle-aged man was the same. As a guard, his respect for Shangguan Nu was even heavier than that of an ordinary person. He was about to treat Shangguan Nu as a god.

Now, when he heard Duanmu Kuang's question, his entire person changed. He praised his master to the extreme, and his words were filled with admiration and respect.

Of course, this was also the reason why Duanmu Kuang let go of Second Young Master's neck. This fellow was so choked by him that he almost rolled his eyes. He didn't dare to strangle Second Young Master to death, so he could only let go of his hand and stop holding Second Young Master tightly.

Otherwise, his master would have been strangled to death, and the middle-aged man wouldn't have been in the mood to talk so much to him.

Regarding this, Duanmu Kuang was somewhat disdainful. His mouth was slightly digging. If one were to talk about geniuses, who could compare with him? Even an expert like Lyi Hentian was full of praise for him. Who could Shangguan Nu be?

Although the middle-aged man was about to praise Shangguan Nu to the sky, Duanmu Kuang didn't mind. Now, he was thinking about how to escape from the Earth-rank expert, and not listening to the middle-aged man boast about himself.