Fleeing for his life, he summoned bodyguards to cover his retreat, demanding they protect him to the death.
As the master of an empire worth over a billion, and with an uncle who was a dominant hegemon in the cultivation world, he viewed himself as noble—a veritable prince. How could he bear to part with his life so easily when the world's splendors remained unexhausted?
Finally escaping the courtyard, he let out a long breath and hurriedly pulled out his phone to dial his uncle's number.
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