"No rush, no rush! Prince, stay on my land first. I will give you a luxury single room. I will contact your country at the right time," Yi Tian patted the Flower Thorn Prince on the shoulder, then withdrew his gaze and said.
"Don't think about running away! Your country might be in the extreme northwest of the world, and this place might be in the extreme southeast. You should know better than I do how vast the world is. Only the Celestial Dao Stone of our Lords can transport you back to your country." Yi Tian, seeing the Flower Thorn Prince's displeased face, reminded him, "People in my territory have bad tempers. I saved you, and if you don't respect me, I might do something irrational."
The Flower Thorn Prince was somewhat dismayed; he could hear the threat in Yi Tian's words.
He was now filled with regret.
Like most princes, he had the typical problems of youthful arrogance and conceit.
