Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
The most shocked of all was Huoyuan.
His expression was constantly shifting as he stared at Li Taiyi, who was standing tall like a pine tree.
What was going on here?
When did Prince Xuan become so formidable?
With such incredible speed, all three arrows had hit the target. Not even someone who had been training in archery for seven years would be able to do it, and Prince Xuan was only seventeen years old. How?!
However, though Huoyuan was shocked, he could have never imagined that this Prince Xuan was no longer the original.
At this moment, a sharp gaze came from the distance. Huoyuan sensed something, looked in the direction of that noble figure, and immediately understood.
Clapclapclap!
As Li Taiyi put away his bow, Huoyuan walked out of the crowd, smiling and clapping.
"Prince Xuan, excellent bowmanship!
"But Prince Xuan is still recovering from your illness. Let me help you get some rest."
Huoyuan squeezed out a smile as he came up to support Li Taiyi.
As Huoyuan approached, Li Taiyi frowned and coldly said, "There's no need." He pushed off Huoyuan's arm.
But surprisingly, as Li Taiyi was shaking off Huoyuan's arm, a white silk handkerchief flew out in a beautiful arc and slowly landed on the ground.
Li Taiyi frowned, not understanding why the handkerchief in his sleeve had fallen out, but he immediately bent down to pick it up.
However, another pair of hands moved even more quickly.
"Prince Xuan, you, you…"
Huoyuan appeared flabbergasted, his eyes brimming with 'disbelief' as he looked at the white handkerchief. Seemingly confused, he cast his gaze at Li Taiyi and said in immense shock, "Even if you are a Prince, you cannot use the five-clawed golden dragon!"
Whoooah!
A commotion broke out in the crowd at Huoyuan's words.
"What? Prince Xuan had the five-clawed golden dragon woven into his handkerchief?!"
"In the Central Plains, only His Majesty can use the five-clawed golden dragon! This is major disrespect! How could Brother Xuan be so bold!?"
"It's no wonder Prince Xuan has never res
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