"Uh..." The Fifth Prince and his companions paused simultaneously.
What does this mean? What's Han Yan talking about? Is he talking to them? Could it be that his brain was damaged and he's talking nonsense?
They don't have such a good relationship with Han Yan, nor are they his subordinates. On the contrary, their hatred is deep; Han Yan has no right to point fingers and curse at them like they're his servants. Apart from having a damaged brain, they can't think of any other possibility.
But seeing his clear eyes, it doesn't seem like he has a brain issue, does it?
"Kill them." Before they could figure out what's going on, Zhao Lingxian's face darkened, and she waved her hand.
No sooner had she spoken than they saw a skeleton leaping high, swinging a sword toward the three.
