Han Yibin's eyes were filled with terror,
no one knew better than him what it meant if the royal heir lost his cultivation and was abolished.
"No! No!"
He erupted completely, pushing Wanqi Jingyi away in an attempt to flee.
He couldn't be abolished; it didn't matter how low the royal heir's cultivation was, but he couldn't have no cultivation at all!
Gu Jin, standing aside, heard Wanqi Jingyi's words, her face showing surprise, then she slowly curled her lips into a smile.
This was indeed a good idea.
She voiced her agreement: "I think it works!"
The master had spoken, so naturally, the great Young Master Wanqi had no reason to let Han Yibin go.
The spiritual power in his hand quickly gathered and, in Han Yibin's terrified gaze, swiftly struck toward his dantian.
"Ahhhhh!!!!"
The pain of a destroyed dantian is unimaginable to ordinary people and unbearable!
In an instant, Han Yibin's dantian was destroyed.
