The First Dude: Dark Emperor, Come To Fight!

As soon as Luo Yan said these calm and arrogant words, everyone present turned their attention to him.

I thought to myself that this Sixth Young Master Luo was really brave, daring to refute the eldest prince's face in person.

The eldest prince's face instantly became gloomy. He was just about to establish his authority when Luo Yan stepped forward.

Luo Si stood up immediately when he saw this, "Luo Yan, do you still have the Mufeng Empire in your heart? How can you be so selfish and willful?"

Luo Yan raised his eyebrows, "Not giving the prey to the eldest prince would be willful and selfish? Are you saying that he already represents the entire Mufeng Empire?"

"You!" Luo Si choked. He didn't dare to agree to this. After all, the eldest prince was not the prince now. There were several princes here.

Luo Yan sneered: "If it's not the case, why force us?"

"The eldest prince also hopes that the Mufeng Empire can take first place, so he wants to gather everyone's strength to hunt together. Luo Liu, don't you appreciate it." A young man from the eldest prince's faction stood up and said.

Luo Yan glanced at him indifferently and said arrogantly: "How can you still take first place with a waste like you? I don't want to hunt with these pig teammates."

He had grown up being pampered, and his mother and godfather were extremely arrogant and domineering, and they also carried this arrogance and wantonness in their bones.

He came to participate in the hunting activity, and he had no interest in being ranked first. He just wanted to have more contact with Mimi and see if he could revive her memory.

That’s why I don’t want a bunch of light bulbs to follow me and act like a monster from time to time.

"You are presumptuous!"

This man was the son of a prince, and was originally Lan Mi's suitor, but she ignored him, while she took the initiative to pay attention to an abandoned son of the prince's family.

This made him very unhappy, and since he was originally the eldest prince, he took the opportunity to find trouble.

When he spoke, his cultivation aura was at full strength, and the pressure of the twelfth level of Qi Refining went straight towards Luo Yan.

The people on the Seventh Prince's side were very unhappy when they saw this. What did this man mean? In any case, Luo Yan also belongs to their side.

And to be honest, Luo Yan said everything they wanted to say but couldn't express easily, and they felt very comfortable in their hearts. This was the proper expression of surrender to the Seventh Prince.

They wanted to start a fight, but they all looked at the Seventh Prince first with questioning eyes.

He Lianqi shook his head slightly at them. It wasn't that he didn't want to help Luo Yan get ahead, but he wanted to see what the other party wanted.

According to Luo Yan's temperament, it is impossible to be so impulsive without absolute certainty.

He wanted to see if Luo Yan could still surprise him. If he couldn't suppress the boss's people, he would naturally step forward in person.

The few people who were about to move looked at him and shook their heads, then froze, wondering why the Seventh Prince wouldn't let them out.

Luo Yan said what the other princes and others wanted to say, but he would not stand up for him. Instead, he had the mentality of watching a good show.

They really wanted to see the boss and the seventh face each other again. It would be best to just fight with more than half of them dead and injured.

I couldn't help but praise Luo Yan.

Seeing that Helianqi didn't ask his people to come out to help Luo Yan, he was also surprised. According to the character of the protector, this shouldn't be the case!

Could it be that once my legs and feet were disabled, my courage became weaker?

Although this is a bit disappointing, it is not a bad thing. At least it will make the people under him feel chilled. Who will stand up for him in the future? This Luo Yan is also a fool.

Luo Yan, who everyone thought was a fool, was not intimidated by the other party's pressure. Instead, he stood there very relaxed as if nothing was wrong.

Then he waved his sleeves, and a breeze blew out of them. Everyone saw the person who was pressuring him flying backwards, hitting a big tree, and spitting out a mouthful of blood.