A prince who had lost all support and voluntarily withdrawn from the game no longer posed any threat.
What the royal family needed was stability. Risking a conflict between two empires to assassinate a worthless man simply was not worth it.
But all of this rested on one condition: her younger sister, Zhu Zhuqing, could not reunite with him.
Once the Hell Spirit Cat and the Evil-Eyed White Tiger met, the uncertainty of their Martial Soul Fusion Skill would be enough to give Dai Mubai, the discarded son, the right to return to the table.
That was something Dai Weisi and those backing him would never allow.
Therefore, the purpose of this pursuit had never been to take Zhu Zhuqing's life, but to stop her from heading to Suotuo City in the Balak Kingdom.
Now, it seemed her younger sister had completely abandoned that foolish idea.
She had changed her mind.
When had that change begun?
Zhu Zhuyun thought back carefully.
Probably yesterday.
Starting yesterday, her younger sister's Soul Power fluctuations seemed to have improved somehow.
Though she had tried her utmost to conceal it, that air of effortless ease during battle could not deceive anyone.
Attacks Zhu Zhuyun had calculated to leave a wound neither too deep nor too shallow on her had, every time, been evaded in an extremely perilous manner. At most, they had only torn her clothes.
And the change in her escape route might have started even earlier.
But none of that mattered now.
What mattered was that as long as her younger sister did not seek out Dai Mubai, that man would never have a chance to rise again.
He would forever remain nothing more than a useless prince raised outside the Star Luo Empire, a negative example meant to warn every Dai Family