Blood spread across the snow, staining it red.
The Japanese Emperor knelt there, trembling like a leaf in the wind.
"Huff... huff... huff..."
He kept his head down and gasped for breath. Blood dripped from the corner of his mouth onto the snow, blooming into eerie red plum blossoms.
He had lost.
Utterly and completely.
He could not even find a word to argue back.
Yue Xiaofei's "You don't deserve to look at it" had become an impassable chasm, severing the last of his dignity and will.
Of course!
A ruler who could not even protect his own country.
A wretch whom his enemy had summoned from his palace like a dog on a leash.
A coward who could only watch his enemy's flag fly atop his own sacred mountain.
What right did he have to glare with hatred at the flag of the victors?
He didn't deserve to!
The mountaintop fell deathly silent.
The members of Reverse Scale watched the Japanese Emperor kneel in the snow and cough up blood. They felt not a shred of pity, only immense satisfaction!
Especially Lu Qingxue.
Her cool eyes shone as she gazed, entranced, at Yue Xiaofei's towering figure.
Once again, this man had redefined what dominance meant to her.
She had once thought her grandfather Lu Zhenhua embodied dominance: a formidable man who commanded Hua Gate with a smile and could decide the fate of trillions in assets with a word.
Only today did she understand what true dominance was.
True dominance was not measured by wealth or power.
It was standing on your enemy's soil, pointing at his face, and telling him—
"You don't deserve it!!!"
That overwhelming presence, born of absolute confidence in one's people and country, was true, invincible dominance!
Grandpa...
Lu Qingxue murmured to herself.
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