He Yiming's eyes suddenly condensed. The coachman who could be assigned to be the carriage of the Master Hall must be a local snake-level figure here. If they knew nothing, that would be really strange.

Nodding slightly, He Yiming walked outside with great strides.

Although he did not walk very quickly, every step he took was extremely solemn, which was very different from the power of the wind he had.

Everyone looked at each other and immediately followed.

After a while, everyone had already left the embassy area. He Yiming glanced at him and immediately saw one of the coachmen.

This man stood silently next to the carriage in front of the embassy area. When he saw He Yiming and others coming out, his face changed suddenly. He glanced around carefully and retreated silently.

He Yiming looked motionless, and he took a step forward and instantly crossed the distance between them and came to the man.

The man was about to leave, but his eyes blurred, and He Yiming appeared in front of him like a ghost.

He shivered all over, barely pulled the corner of his mouth, and said with a sad face: "Master He."

Although He Yiming was not a national protection master of Kairong Country, after the Second World War between Cheng Fu and Mao Lieguang, He Yiming's name was already a household name in this city. The coachman himself was a cultivator, so it was naturally even more impossible for him to be unfamiliar with it.

"Say, who is it..." He Yiming said expressionlessly.

Although he was stupid, the coachman knew it clearly. The corners of his mouth twitched a few times and said tremblingly: "No, no, no... The villain knows that it is His Highness, the Fourth Prince of the Tufan State."

The man originally wanted to say something he didn't know, but when he said the word "no", he suddenly felt a violent force that was extremely dangerous, and this force pressed him almost breathlessly. Moreover, before he changed his words, the pressure became increasingly greater and greater, and he even had such a feeling that if he said these three words without knowing, then what awaited him would definitely be the one who was crushed to death by this pressure and eventually suffocating.

When he told the man's origin, the pressure that almost crushed him to death, as heavy as Mount Tai disappeared without a trace.

The coachman fell to the ground, pressing his chest with one hand and the other on the ground, looking at He Yiming with horror.

At this moment, in his heart, He Yiming was no longer a person, but a devil.

Indeed, how could a human be able to exert such violent and violent pressure that is enough to make people mentally collapsed?

He Yiming turned around, his eyes were profound and unpredictable, and he looked in a direction from afar.

Shui Xuanjin and others also focused their eyes in that direction at the same time.

There, as we all know, there is a manor, which is a special place. Even the protector of the country in the Master Hall of Kairong Kingdom may not dare to be arrogant there.

Because there are eight innate powerhouses living there, and one of them is known as the number one master of Baisantian.

He Yiming took a deep breath and his eyes gradually became firm.

As if he had sensed something, Shui Xuanjin said in a deep voice: "Brother, think twice."

He Yiming smiled indifferently and said, "I thought I wouldn't fight him so early, but man's calculations are not as good as God's calculations, so I will still fulfill Mao Lieguang's intentions."

He said, laughing a few times and walking forward.

Suddenly, Xie Mingjin's voice came over.

"Brother, take me with you. I recognize their appearance, even if they are ashes."

A few people complained in their hearts that if it really turns into ashes, you can still recognize it, but no one dares to say it at this time.

He Yiming's body moved slightly, and the next moment, he and Xie Mingjin immediately left.

The rest of the people looked at each other, especially the three innate powerful men, staring at each other with big eyes, and no one could make up their minds.

Finally, Shui Xuanjin stomped her feet hard and said, "Brother Ting, Brother Zhao, call everyone together."

Ting Shiguang hesitated for a moment and said, "What if they refuse?"

"If they refuse..." Shui Xuanjin's voice also turned cold: "Think about Brother He's age, let them look longer."

Ting Shiguang and Zhao Ruipei looked at each other for a moment, and finally it was decided.

And just as they were hesitating, the gate of the manor in the distance suddenly burst open, and then a sound like thunder and thunder suddenly exploded.
Chapter completed!