Qin Feng stood upon the water, but what was truly terrifying was the area around him. For dozens of yards in every direction, the surface was perfectly still.
Even the Void itself seemed to freeze.
A cold smile touched Qin Feng's eyes.
He didn't necessarily have to be with the Ninth Princess.
But he would ensure the Ninth Princess lost all hope in Mo Ao.
Qin Feng had seen many men like Mo Ao.
They were classic tyrants in the making—all honeyed words and hidden daggers.
A man like that might have loved Lan Rou'er, but for him, a beautiful woman would never outweigh a throne.
RUMBLE!
Enormous waves surged across the water, betraying the turmoil in Mo Ao's heart.
With his intellect, how could Mo Ao fail to understand Qin Feng's intentions?
He could leave with Lan Rou'er at once and foil Qin Feng's scheme.
But he couldn't.
Long Jiu was a critical subordinate.
In the coming struggle for the Dragon King's throne, the support of the Li Black Dragon clan's Elders was vital.
