197: How Can It Be His Royal Highness?

How Can It Be His Royal Highness?

She was going to talk back when Mrs Yan cast her a stern look, which felt sharper than a blade. Yan Yan fell silent right away.0

Mrs Yan looked at Feng Wu with an emotion she couldn't describe herself.

Back in Sumeru Temple, she had only found the girl arrogant, boorish, and violent. However, the magical beasts and earthquake that followed gradually changed Mrs Yan's opinion of Feng Wu.

She could feel an occasional throbbing pain in her head behind her eyes. Could it be that the girl was right? Was she terminally ill and going to die soon?

At that thought, Mrs Yan's heart raced and a chill ran down her spine… Involuntarily, she pressed a hand to her chest.

However, now wasn't the right time to worry about that. The top priority at the moment was to get through this alive.

"Mother, she —" Yan Yan tried to tell on Feng Wu to Mrs Yan.

To Yan Yan's disbelief, her mother, who had always taken her side, warned her in an exceptionally harsh tone, "If you still cherish your life, keep your mouth shut!"

Aggrieved, Yan Yan burst into tears and ran away…

Mrs Yan didn't have time for Yan Yan's tantrum. The look she gave Feng Wu was expectant, admiring, and a little nervous.

Time seemed to stretch infinitely in a life and death situation. Each second felt as long as a century.

However, the clock still ticked away.

Up on the wall, everyone craned their necks to look in the direction of Anping City, hoping that somehow, reinforcements would show up on the horizon to save them.

"Where are the reinforcements? Why aren't they coming? Why…"

"How long do we have?"

"It's been 14 minutes. We only have one minute left —"

One last minute, again… Looking at the thick horde of magical beasts at the foot of the wall, General Wu was overwhelmed by despair.

Having been stationed in Wanping Town all these years, General Wu had fought magical beasts on many occasions, but never had he experienced such a great disparity in strength between humans and magical beasts.

"59, 58, 57, 56 —"

Everyone felt their hearts thump in their chests as time ran out.

They looked at the horizon, the magical beasts, and the essence-gathering tower in turn —

The last spiritual crystal had been put in. As time passed, the resplendent essence-gathering tower began to dim as they watched.

We're doomed —

Everyone heard that despairing voice in their heads.

Even Feng Wu realized with a chill that they had lost all hope.

She had run out of tricks.

All she could do now was try her best to keep those around her safe. But… with her current capability, there was very little she could do.

Just when everything turned into a jumble in Feng Wu's head —

"Look! Someone is coming this way on horseback from the northeast! He's headed for us!" someone cried out!

Immediately, everyone turned to look in that direction!

"But he's just one person. What good can he do?" Yan Yan whined. "If it were His Royal Highness, he might be able to turn things around even in the most impossible situations. But, how can it be His Royal Highness? Wait, that figure. Why does he look like… Am I having a hallucination because I'm going to die?"

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