Chang Geng could not hear what Gu Yun and Shen Yi were saying, but he always felt that his smiles made it seem like they were looking down on him, like thorns pricking one's back. After a while, he couldn't help but sneak a peek at Gu Yun and found that he was actually coming over.

Still not done?

Chang Geng didn't want to talk to him at all. He immediately ushered the horse and ran forward. Unexpectedly, he ran a bit too far and accidentally came close to the prisoner cart, which was escorting the barbarian prince.

The eyes of the Heavenly Wolf's prince were like rust piercing from inside, resentment carved as deep as bone marrow. Chang Geng felt an uncomfortable sensation as soon as he caught his gaze, he took hold of the reins, intending on moving away from him.

No one expected that at that moment, the man-devouring gaze of the barbarian passed over Chang Geng, and focused on someone behind him. He suddenly grinned: "Gu Yun, hundreds and millions of perished souls are looking at you."

His voice resembled a piece of rusted iron scraping against a porcelain plate, drenched in a demonic aura, causing one's hairs to stand upright altogether, Chang Geng's horse let out a disturbed neigh then took a few steps forward in panic.

"The lingering souls of our tribes are looking at you, the wreckage of iron armors under the burial grounds are looking at you, ha ha ha ha... The infinite power of Chang Sheng Tian will bestow upon you endless ill-omens, you will be split into pieces under the blade of our tribe, your soul will be ripped apart by thousands and thousands of demons after your death, you can never break free.."

The distorted face of the barbarian prince and the blood-covered lips of Xiu Niang suddenly overlapped. Chang Geng felt like his entire body from head to toe was submerged into an ice cavern. He let out a groan and instantly went to reach for the sword hanging at his side; attempting to slay off the head of this barbarian.

But before the sword could be completely pulled out, a hand casually pushed it back.

Gu Yun had walked his horse over to his side, impatiently swept a glance over the Barbarian Prince who was talking as if he was possessed: "Why don't Your Highness save some of your 'infinite power' to bless your tribes with might to become a dominating nation, with ten thousand years of longevity?"

Gu Yun then pulled on the reins of Chang Geng's horse after he finished talking, tilted his head to look at the pale-faced boy at his side, and smiled. "You really believe that? Hey now, these people are experts in scaring children, in this respect, they have at least surpassed Great Liang by more than ten years - what is so interesting about prisoners? Go, go play over there."