C709 The Wrath of Chu Hen

"Hmph, ungrateful trash, you still haven't left?"

Sharp figures soared into the sky one after another, as cold killing intent surged towards Chu Hen. Prince Third looked down at Chu Hen condescendingly, his cold gaze was like a sharp sword, full of chilliness.

"Hmph!"

The corner of Chu Hen's mouth curled into a disdainful sneer, and two rays of star-like bright light shot out from his eyes