Whoosh!
There was hardly any chance for the Crown Prince to speak.
The man's draping sleeves billowed, leaving the crowd with a cold, mysterious silhouette.
At first, the Crown Prince thought the Emperor wanted to return to the temple. As he paced up and down, he realized that he was not heading to the temple, but the road to Buddhism.
The Crown Prince's expression changed all of a sudden. He was dreading what would come after and immediately went with the clouds to catch up to him.
The man's ghoulish aura was undeniably indomitable.
His cloak flapped violently against the wind as if it was protesting the Buddhist gospel with a dire desire to destroy it!
His eyes were red with murder and his handsome face was filled with the stain of blood.
The Crown Prince stepped in the man's way and gave him a stern warning, "Calm down!"
"Calm down?" the man cackled. His narrowed eyes were tinted red.
