Eraapos;s Solemn Con

"Young Master Leng, considering Prince Ding's favor, as long as you return with us, we guarantee that nothing will happen to you.",A white figure swept past them as if driven by gale winds. Everyone who attacked him fell to the ground in all directions. Apart from Leng Junhan and Miss Qian whom he protected, everyone else were knocked back five or six zhang away.,"Who are you…" The leader of the palace guards was about to yell at them when he saw the person standing before him, causing him to take a sharp intake of breath. A man wearing white clothes and hair stood before him with incomparable good looks, yet just his calm gaze alone made him feel immense pressure. More importantly... This… "Duke Ding"。