"I know I was wrong. From now on, I'll serve the Xia Kingdom wholeheartedly, with absolutely no divided loyalties!"
"Please show mercy and spare this dog's life."
Li Yuan begged as he vomited blood. It splashed across the floor, turning even the dirt black.
It had streamed all the way over, soaking Fang Yi's shoes.
"..."
Fang Yi said nothing.
He was thinking. Why did this Rain Lord have two completely different faces? When they had first met, he had carried himself like the boss of some underground kingdom. How had his backbone suddenly become so soft?
Li Yuan did not want to be soft.
But his legs were even softer.
Life and death could be decided in a single thought. That was exactly what this moment meant.
If, among the billions of active nerve cells in Lord Undertaker's brain, even one of them did not want Li Yuan to live—
Then his little life would end right here.
He would follow in the footsteps of the Lords of Mist and Strength.
He had been wrong.
At this moment, Li Yuan finally realized just how ridiculously wrong he had been.
I thought I'd secretly absorbed the Rain Throne, secretly built up my own forces, secretly laid low and developed. I thought only heaven, earth, me, and my subordinates knew... Yet not only did the authorities know, Lord Undertaker standing before me knew everything perfectly well!
If Li Yuan still did not understand what had happened by now, then he had lived in vain.
He finally realized that Lord Undertaker's so-called business trip had been a real business trip.
He had indeed come to kill people—except the people he had come to kill were the two Lords who had secretly infiltrated the Xia Kingdom. Li Yuan had not even been among