What? Divine Phoenix Empire… Thirteenth Prince!?
Whether it was outside or inside of the hall, everyone’s gaze firmly focused onto the three that walked over from the hall’s entrance… Especially onto the person in the middle. He looked to be in the twenties, wearing a maroon colored qilin gown while holding a white jade folded fan in his hands. Under the crowd’s gaze, he wasn’t the slightest affected as he leisurely walked in the great hall with a faint smile on his face, as though he had entered a place without anyone present. Behind him, a blacked attired elderly man and a red clothed elderly man closely followed behind, matching at every step.
Cang Wanhe, who had always been sitting atop the high up seat instantly stood up. With an extremely shocked gaze, he looked at the young man who walked in bathed within everyone’s gazes. Yun Che’s brows also slightly sunk.
Someone of the Divine Phoenix Empire…
And it was even the prince of the Divine Phoenix Empire!?
Was it real or fake?
If it was real, why would a dignified Divine Phoenix Empire’s prince come to this place?
Following Fen Xichen’s arrival, the entire wedding hall’s atmosphere changed severely, because the three words “Divine Phoenix Empire” by themselves already had an enormous impact. But together with “Prince”, this power of impact would sharply surge by thousands of times, making everyone, including those sect’s heavyweights who were usually insufferably lofty feel shocked in their hearts that had turned cold.