<h4>Chapter 1792: You Can Call Me Master (3)</h4>


    Shen Yanxiao obtained a lot of information about that prince from Z.


    The undeads in the Hidden Dragon Continent had never seen that little prince before. They only knew that he was called Mingye. From the moment Sal sent out the news, it would take about a week for Mingye toe to the Hidden Dragon Continent. From that day on, Sal had already started to prepare to receive Mingye.


    No one had ever seen the undead prince, so this was definitely a good opportunity given to Shen Yanxiao by the heavens.


    Shen Yanxiao would never look on helplessly as the undeads resurrected those dragon corpses. If she could find a way to make them believe that she was His Highness Mingye, then everything would be under her control!


    However…


    Shen Yanxiao was not stupid enough to think that Sal would believe her if she told him that she was Mingye.


    As an undead prince, Prince Mingye’s lineup would never be too low.


    Where was she going to get a group of powerful undeads to fill in the nks?


    Shen Yanxiao felt depressed. It would be a pity if she did not seize this opportunity that was presented to her.


    However, at the very least, she had to have some foundation to rece the prince, right?


    Shen Yanxiao counted the manpower and resources she could use with her fingers and tragically discovered that other than the two adorable guys, she did not seem to have any other ‘decorations’ that could fill up the atmosphere.


    For her to act like an undead prince, it did not seem right to bring two little boys with her on a long journey…


    “Do you know where that Mingye wouldnd in the Hidden Dragon Continent?” Shen Yanxiao narrowed her eyes. If she could not rece him on her own, then she could only find other methods.


    Z honestly told Shen Yanxiao where the prince wouldnd. As Sal had to handle some logistical matters in the city, he could not go to thending site to wee Mingye, so the mission to receive the undead prince would be in the hands of the other high-level undeads.


    As for the candidates, they had yet to decide.


    Shen Yanxiao rolled her eyes and revealed a crafty smile.


    Even though the purpose of her trip was to obtain the Dragon King’s Decree, she could not sit back and do nothing after knowing about the ns of the undeads and Long Yan. Besides, if her n were to seed, the chance of an undead prince getting close to Long Yan would naturally be much higher than an ordinary undead.


    That night, as a high-level undead, Z personally went to Sal’s residence and wept as hemented about his stupidity in the matter regarding the mutant dragons. Additionally, he strongly requested for an opportunity to redeem himself.


    For the entire night, Z clung onto Sal’s thigh shamelessly, with tears and snot streaming down his face.


    Sal felt disgusted. He waved his hand and pped Sal away. Sal, who had been tormented all night, had no choice but to agree to Z’s request and handed the task of weing His Highness Mingye to him.


    Why was Sal so easy to talk to all of a sudden?


    That was because after Shen Yanxiao had used a curse to control Z, she soundlessly cast a guiding dy curse on him. And with Z staying with Sal throughout the night, even though the dy curse on him could notpletely control a powerful high-level undead like Sal, it was still effective to nudge him towards a decision.


    Early in the morning the next day, to ‘show’ his enthusiasm, Z set off towards thending site with his undead subordinates.


    No one noticed that there was an unfamiliar little undead in Z’s team.