章 4280: Jian Wushuang’s Death (Part Three)

"Lord Blood Sword."

Ruler Hao Jin looked at Jian Wushuang with a trembling gaze. His eyes were filled with self-blame and guilt.

If he was stronger and could share Lord Blood Sword's burden, would Lord Blood Sword not have ended up like this?

If he had not said those harsh words, would this weirdo have let Sir Blood Sword go?

Ruler Vast Ember ground his teeth so hard that they made cracking sounds. This was the first time he had ever hated himself for being so weak.

Jian Wushuang forced a smile on his pale face when he heard the voice. He smiled at Ruler Hao Jin and said, "It's not your fault."

After that, Jian Wushuang turned to look at Qiu Long and said coldly, "Tell me, who are you?"

"Me?" Qiu Long pinched Jian Wushuang with one hand and thought for a while. Then, he said with a fake smile, "Fine, since you are going to die anyway, I will tell you. I am Qiu Long from the Great Void Temple!"

"Alright, Blood Sword, die in peace!"