"Bang!"
Ren Feifan once again smashed Bai Zhenyun's face against the wall.
There was no intention of stopping!
Bai Zhenyun's entire breath was faint; if he continued to be smashed here, he would undoubtedly die.
The eyes of the three Divine Transformation Realm experts were filled with fear and urgency.
They wanted to stop him but found it completely impossible.
In front of them was something they couldn't fucking figure out, actually blocking them outright.
If the Prince were to die, they wouldn't be able to live either.
But what should they do now?
No one dared to obstruct this madman!
Doesn't this madman fear the wrath of the North Palace at all?
Bai Muya couldn't hold back any longer, she gently walked over and tugged on Ren Feifan's sleeve.
"Brother Ren, stop hitting him; if you keep going, there will be deaths. Really..."
Her voice even carried a hint of pleading.
She wasn't saving Bai Zhenyun.
She was saving Ren Feifan!
