Prince Garo recalled the rumors that all Chinese people had kung fu. In addition to Xia Wanyuan's skills yesterday, he hurriedly took two steps back. The bodyguards behind him immediately stood in front to protect him.
"Open the door," Xia Wanyuan said. The power in her eyes made one feel that she should be the most respected person in the royal family.
"Cut the crap. Bring her to the palace." Prince Garo did not dare to make a move himself, but he instructed the bodyguards to capture Xia Wanyuan.
Bang! The door was kicked open.
"I wonder where Prince Garo wants to bring my wife? Will I have the honor to visit the palace?" A cold voice sounded.
Prince Garo turned around and saw Jun Shiling's cold face.
"W-wife?" Prince Garo looked at Xia Wanyuan and then at Jun Shiling. Thinking of Jun Shiling's identity, his legs instantly turned weak.
