"Your Highness."
Li Tianming felt no resentment toward this high-ranking figure who had given him sixty million Ink Starcloud Sacrifices. Instead, he felt somewhat grateful—after all, taking something from someone left one indebted.
His only slight dissatisfaction was that the Tai Yu Imperial Clan had locked this "script" down too tightly. Even in this final match, they had calculated his strength precisely; it truly fell just short of the Nineteenth Prince.
They had decreed the plot's progression and made it inevitable... Li Tianming had been forced into becoming an actor, yet he had no other stage on which to perform.
"Give it your all." Facing him, the Nineteenth Prince spoke calmly, with nothing particularly unusual in his tone.
His voice was soft and gentle, making one feel as though bathed in a spring breeze. Though his face was hidden beneath a bamboo hat, one could sense that he was someone people would gladly draw close to.
At this moment, inside and outside the Divine Treasury Ground, across the entire Tai Yu Imperial Dynasty, there was utter silence. A needle falling to the ground could have been heard.
It was as though everyone in the world had pricked up their ears, afraid of missing their curtain call.
They held their breath, because even breathing would affect what they heard!
"Give it my all?"
Li Tianming pursed his lips, shook his head with a smile, and said, "Then it won't be a good ending!"
"It's fine. If there can still be another ending, I think that would also be a good ending," the Nineteenth Prince said.
After this brief exchange, the Tai Yu officers on the black High Platform looked at one another.
"Li Tianming is quite perceptive. With a few lines like that, at least no one will question whether he'll