Prince of the North Qiang felt that there was no hope in his life, he had no strength, and did not know how to resist anymore.
"The First Prince, 'greedy' means that he has a blade on his head. If it wasn't for Hu Xiao being quick-witted, she would be crying now due to the South Yue." Lu Yin said meaningfully, and threw a sympathetic look at Prince of the North Qiang, but did not laugh at him.
The words on the blade seemed like a magic spell to Prince of the North Qiang. He was discouraged, hated South Yue, hated Lu Yin, hated Hu Xiao even more!
"Men, arrest them all! Kill those who resist!" Suddenly, the King of the South Yue fiercely said that his throne could not be desecrated by the Prince of the North Qiang.
Prince of the North Qiang was locked up in the prison. Looking at the dark prison cell, his heart grew cold, he had never received such treatment before, only after entering the prison did he accept the reality of failure.