Chapter 314: The Sudden Battle in the Brothel
He was fairly certain that no one besides his father and his informant knew of his presence here in disguise. No one would suspect the prince of the empire to be undercover in an observation mission. For her to know his identity, there must have been a leak somewhere—either a traitor or an unintentional slip of information.
Whatever the case, this was a serious problem. This woman, who seemed close to the young master of the Larson family, could inform them of his presence. However, based on her words, it appeared she had been waiting for him. He decided to set aside his thoughts for now and focus on finding a way out of this situation.
"What are you talking about? Do you mean me? As Prince Claude?" he asked, his expression a mix of confusion and surprise. His reaction was convincing enough to sway most onlookers, but Elis continued to smile at him.
"Well, whether you are or not will be decided soon," she said. Then, suddenly, she clapped her hands. Prince Claude felt his ears ringing, and his energy circulation was thrown into disarray.
"She used sound to disrupt my senses and energy circulation." However, he calmly dispersed the effects of the sound technique with his aura. The aura of a middle king stage cultivator radiated from his body, instantly nullifying the technique’s effects—and more than that.
He unleashed his aura across the entire room, sending the members of the Duclan family hurtling to the walls. Their bodies slammed against the surfaces, but they were finally able to move again.
They gasped as they finally regained the ability to move and breathe more freely. Feeling utterly powerless before Elis’s strength, Carol realized that pursuing Clark any further would be nothing short of suicide. Reluctantly, she decided to retreat for now. Their presence had already been exposed after tonight, and they would need a new plan moving forward.
Carol stood up and began helping her family to their feet. One by one, they prepared to leave the scene as quickly as possible.
Elis and Prince Claude did not attempt to stop them, as their focus was solely on each other. Both knew they couldn’t afford to underestimate their opponent.
For the prince, he was unsure of Elis’s true strength. As for Elis, she was well aware of Prince Claude’s reputation. Although her cultivation was higher than his, she understood that he was still a formidable cultivator with cards up his sleeve.
Elis decided to strike first, throwing small needles attached to thin strings. She hurled them toward Claude, but he dodged them with ease and quickly countered with his own technique. A blue flame appeared in his hand, shaping into a dragon of fire that slithered toward Elis.