The next moment.
Divine Might King was the first to understand the look in Jiang Ning's eyes.
His lips moved slightly, and his voice instantly appeared in Jiang Ning's ear.
Immediately after, Jiang Ning's gaze shifted, landing on the heir of Beicang King behind him.
Sensing the sharpness in Jiang Ning's eyes, the heir of Beicang King trembled all over, as if falling into an icy cave.
"Please forgive me, Marquis. When I return, I will certainly discipline my son properly!" Beicang King looked at Jiang Ning with some anxiety in his heart, quickly cupping his fists in apology, then prepared to leave with his son.
"A small punishment for a big warning!" Jiang Ning said indifferently.
As his words fell, he raised his right hand.
"Marquis, have mercy—" Beicang King hurriedly spoke.
He saw that as Jiang Ning raised his finger, the air surged, and mana gathered out of thin air.
The next moment.
