C619 Four martial saints

Her voice echoed in the sky. It was likely that everyone in the city recognized this voice. This was the voice of the Second Prince, Qin Fan!

The golden chariot appeared in midair, and Er Huangziqinfan stood on top of the carriage. He smiled at the crowd, cupped his fist, and said to Han Wushuang: "Senior Han, Tian Jia Lord, do not be angry