Star Luo Empire, imperial capital, Great Soul Arena.
Zhu Zhuqing was tied to the execution platform. Her Soul Power had long been sealed by poison from a poison-type Soul Master. The blazing sun scorched like fire, leaving Zhu Zhuqing desperately thirsty.
Yet when she saw her parents, there was not the slightest concern on their faces. They were exceptionally cold and indifferent.
Zhu Zhuyun sat in a luxurious chair, savoring fine wine. From afar, she raised her cup toward Zhu Zhuqing and said, "Little sister, you're so foolish. How could you believe there was any so-called family affection between us?"
"Zhu Zhuyun! You'll die a miserable death!" Zhu Zhuqing shouted furiously.
"Look around. Who's the one who'll die a miserable death?" Zhu Zhuyun pointed around them. "The elites of the Star Crown Family, White Tiger Family, and Netherworld Family are all here. There are eight Titled Douluo in total, just waiting for Little Jiu to walk into the trap!"
"Even ten Titled Douluo wouldn't be enough for Little Jiu to kill!" Zhu Zhuqing roared.
"Is that so? Then it depends on whether he truly loves you! Whether he's willing to die for you. Little sister, surely you don't rank lower in his heart than that little rabbit? That would be truly pathetic!"
Zhu Zhuyun chuckled.
The Star Luo Emperor frowned. It was already the second day, yet no one had come.
"Girl Yun, could that Little Jiu be afraid of death? Would he really risk himself for a woman?"
Zhu Zhuyun rose to her feet and bowed to those around her. "Rest assured! Little Jiu achieved fame at a young age, and my little sister is stunningly beautiful. He loves taking risks most of all. He'll definitely come!"
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