Princess Against the World

The old man waved his hands repeatedly: "There is nothing surprising about this matter. It's just that I made good friends with the people here, and later... I lived here with them and used it as a place to stay..."

"Did the old man have some relationship with the ancestors like the ancestors of the Sharman tribe?"

"..."

The old man's hands trembled, and he suddenly turned his head and looked at Ling Luoyu from the corner of his eye: "It seems that you have written a lot of articles and know a lot of things..."

"Some past events, just heard from others..."

"Have you heard about it? There are only a few people from the Sharman tribe who know what's going on here..." The old man tilted his head and looked at the old helmsman: "It must have been that kid who told you, right?"

The old helmsman is a thousand years old, but in the eyes of the old man, he is still just "that kid".

This gave Ling Luoyu more ideas: "Old man, what is your connection with the ancestors?"

"What kind of origin can I have? Unlike you, I am the blood of the ancestors, a descendant of the ancient clan... I am just an ordinary... descendant of the ancestors!"

The bloodline of the ancient clan has the quality of longevity.

However, these traits are passed down from generation to generation among some people with impure bloodlines.

Some people have been ordinary people for several generations, but suddenly there is a person with outstanding talent who directly reaches the top.

The old man is such a gifted person!

"Back then, I was young and energetic. I felt that since God had given me this talent, I must be doing something good, so I started striving for fame and fortune! But when I was really born, I discovered that I was like this Cultivation, for some people, is like an ant! After being suppressed several times and suffering some setbacks, he became indifferent. Just as things happened again, he followed the old king here. Came here to settle down..."

Turning his eyes slightly, he looked at the matcha at the entrance of the palace.

"Who is that girl doll?"

"Her name is Matcha, she is a princess..."

"Princess? What am I saying..." The old man's face had a slightly strange look on his face: "No wonder after I defeated your barrier just now, I found that there were pictures and texts of the imperial power of the Shark Race on her face..."

It was because of this picture that he didn't do anything again.

"At the beginning, I thought you were playing against that little queen. I thought I promised their ancestors that I would help them when I could, so I took action. Unexpectedly, I almost made a big mistake. …”

Fortunately, when he realized something was wrong, he pulled away in time and no trouble was caused.

"If it was because of me that the girl lost her life, then I would have a hard time explaining to them when I meet their ancestors..."

"If the old man is like this, why don't you make up for your mistakes?"

"..."

The old man suddenly raised his head, looked at Ling Luoyu quietly for a few seconds, and then gently shook his head thoughtfully: "I realized now that I fell into your trap... I withdrew my hand back then and no longer cared about the Sharman clan. Just because I didn’t want to get involved in these messy fights, I didn’t expect..."

"With your status as a martial arts cultivator, you are the one who can make them tremble when you stomp around in the Sharman Clan. Who dares to disobey what you say and do?"

"That's because they don't know who you are, and they don't know how powerful you are...holding fish eyes as pearls...the shark clan's strength is about to be exhausted!"