Dai Huabin's eyes rolled back, and he fainted in Zhu Lu's arms.
Huo Yuhao watched the entire scene, a flash of satisfaction passing through his eyes.
Some of the pent-up hostility in his heart was released, and his entire spirit rose to a new level.
Settling grudges freely was the most soothing thing for the heart.
As the "wronged party," Zhu Lu did not even dare look at Huo Yuhao. Carrying Dai Huabin, she quickly descended from the Soul Dueling Platform.
The "side effect" of King's Descent—anyone defeated by this move would never dare raise their Warrior Skill: Taunt against its user again!
The victor ruled over the defeated. That was King's Descent.
Huo Yuhao tilted his head back and closed his eyes, yet two streams of tears still slid down his cheeks.
Mother!
Did you see that?
I've already trampled that beast Dai Huabin beneath my feet!
If I killed him at the academy today, it would only bring trouble to Eldest Senior Brother and the others.
Let him live in fear and regret for now. Sooner or later, I'll use his head as an offering to you!
And Dai Yueheng, the Duchess, even Dai Hao!
They all have to die!!!
Within the spiritual world.
Zhuge Lan complained, "Why not just kill him? Saving him for New Year's?"
"Didn't Little Yuhao say he was keeping him alive as an offering for his mother?" Sky Dream Ice Silkworm asked.
"He hasn't been blinded by hatred and can still remain rational. That's very good." Electrolux said approvingly, "Besides, Little Yuhao has suffered for eleven years. Wouldn't death be letting him off too easily? Later, I'll teach him how to make Undead Puppets."
Zhuge Lan gave a thumbs-up. That was a good one.
Even after dying, he would still get whipped.
But