Chapter 242 Scapegoat

The violent reaction of warrior No.3 aroused even stronger curiosity in the surrounding seats. The youngest princess of North Di, the Ninth Princess, ran over immediately and wanted to take a closer look. She then started crying after only a look at it. A twelve-year-old child only said things as she wanted, "This is an ugly monster. It looks too disgusting and terrible. Father, kill him soon."

How could that be? In addition to the courage of the warrior Zhigu, his handsome and mature appearance was also admired by many women. How could he be as unbearable as the Ninth Princess said?

Zhigu lowered his head, his braids with intricate patterns hanging beside his cheeks, covering his face. A deeper red stain slowly oozed from the ring. It was blood dripping from Zhigu’s face. The thick bloody water carried an indescribable stench, which was similar to the smell of a corpse that could make people around fainted if they step closer. The one who suffered most was