Hua Shuheng had already prepared himself to lose.
Whether they won or lost this great battle didn't really matter.
Even when he learned that He Qiang had fallen, he felt little. Though He Qiang had been killed rather than willingly giving up his life, at least he had died in battle. That honor remained.
When he returned and saw that sharp-tongued brat again, he would still look at him with new respect and praise him a little.
But when he saw Gu Hanyu desecrate He Qiang's corpse, chop off his head, and mount it on a flag, he suddenly froze.
Maybe he was simply too young, too quick to let his blood boil.
Seeing He Qiang's head impaled on the Gu Family's battle flag, hearing the Emperors insult and belittle him, left him furious. Killing intent surged within him!
A blaze of rage roared through his heart!
He Qiang could die, but he could not be humiliated!
If Ling Fei had been here, perhaps he could have endured it, pretended not to see. But he couldn't do that!
This had crossed his line!
Even if he would be punished when he returned, today he would no longer indulge Gu Hanyu!
Wasn't Gu Hanyu doing this to provoke him? To rile him up? Then he would indulge that twisted desire!
Today, he would show Gu Hanyu which clan was stronger—the Hua Clan or the Gu Family!
The aura around Hua Shuheng kept rising, surging into the sky like a primeval beast. It was terrifying, stunning the Emperors.
Earlier, Hua Shuheng had already shown fearsome strength fighting Nalan Haohuan, Gongsun Liyue, and the other two. Yet who would have thought he could grow even stronger? Imperial Might and Chaos Qi swirled around him, astonishing in their intensity!
"What a monster!"
Shu Tianhao