Off to one side, the previously grim-faced Golden Crow Crown Prince started feeling happy. As expected of my father!

He looked at Zu An with a smug expression, thinking, Little bastard, what are you going to do now? He even prayed inwardly, Hurry and refuse! That way, Zu An would have provoked his father, creating a proper excuse to kill him.

He didn’t know why he hated Zu An so much, though. After all, before he met Zu An, he had been the leader of the Fiend Races’ younger generation, and fully deserved his title as number one. Most importantly, it wasn’t his status that made it so; it was because he really was that talented. Whether in terms of his cultivation rank or his real combat strength, he was the best among the younger generation.

He was publicly known to be unrivaled among those at the same level. He would often challenge opponents at a higher level than himself, because he often stood a good chance of winning. That was why he had always been high-spirited and incredibly...