"Hahaha!"
Lu Mingyuan looked at Lu Guangjing, who was pinned to a tree and laughing maniacally, a confused expression on his face.
"To think that I, a Prince, would die here."
"I plotted and schemed, yet I still fell at the hands of the Taoist Sect."
Even in death, Lu Guangjing couldn't understand why he had been so miserably defeated.
His plan had been so seamless.
After using Yingsha Ancient City to get rid of Lu Yunqing, he would have been the victor, and no one else would have posed a threat.
His mistake was going to the Pearl White Sand Islands.
Lu Mingyuan didn't want to see Lu Guangjing find peace or die so comfortably. He said coolly, "The taste of defeat is bitter, isn't it? You think this is your only loss? In fact, you've been defeated many times. This is just the latest."
"You murdered numerous princes. This is the end you deserve."
