"Young Master, are you afraid?"

Chu Zhiyuan was still smiling, which made Feng Zhihao even more angry.

The believers walking around also heard what they were saying and looked over one after another.

Feng Zhihao narrowed his eyes, stared at Chu Zhiyuan coldly, and examined Chu Zhiyuan

Chu Zhiyuan looked at him with a smile.

"...Follow me!" Feng Zhihao turned around and left.

Chu Zhiyuan followed, and so did Zou Fang and Guo Chi.

Pass through the Moon Gate on the east side and arrive at a courtyard at the back.

There was no one in this courtyard. There was a small martial arts training ground in the center, with a ruined flower garden on one side and a weapon rack on the other. It was obviously used for his daily martial arts training.

Feng Zhihao stood in the center of the courtyard and said calmly: "There are too many people, and the prince will be embarrassed if he loses. This is just the right place."

There is always a chance in everything. What if this prince's martial arts is stronger than mine?

It doesn't matter if you win against him, but it will damage the reputation of your young leader if you lose.

Chu Zhiyuan said with a smile: "As the saying goes, good deeds are rewarded. The young leader is kind-hearted, so he saves himself the embarrassment."

"Let me tell you in advance, I will not be soft on you just because you are the crown prince!"

"Then see the real chapter in your hand!"

Chu Zhiyuan turned around and came to the weapons rack and pulled out an ironwood sword.

Feng Zhihao did not hold a weapon, but raised his palms to his chest.
Chapter completed!