The Yan King's face changed instantly. As a Commandery Prince, he held prestige and nobility, and this was the first time he had ever had to humble himself before someone younger.
Does he expect me to kneel?
Qin Feiyang said meaningfully, "Yan King, a son, once lost, can be replaced. But if you lose your position as Commandery Prince, you'll never be able to recover."
The Yan King's ten fingers clenched tightly, his eyes fixed ominously on Qin Feiyang.
Finally, his heart hardened. Turning his head away, he shouted, "If you want to kill, then do it quickly!"
"Father..." the crown prince cried out.
Even my own father doesn't care if I live or die! Is this really the end for me?
"I can't accept this!" he roared like a madman. "I've already opened the first layer of the Door of Potential! My future is limitless! I can't die here!"
"HUH!" Surprised, Qin Feiyang turned to look at the Yan King and asked, "You gave him the Potential Elixir?"
