As the glint and flash of swords could be seen, the glow of silver swords lighted the whole Hecheng hall. The scent of blood wafted through the air while the moon shined alone in the sky.
"Your Excellency, ten thousand soldiers of King Nanchen have been killed, and the site has been cleared."
A moment later, the people in Hecheng hall remained quiet.
Chu Tiankuo raised his chin, wearing an obscure smile on his mouth, "Good.'
"King Nanchen, you can leave a will before you die." Chu Tiankuo said, holding his sword with a cold but brilliant light in hand, which made the scar on King Nanchen's face more ferocious.
"What... what are you going to do to me?" King Nanchen stepped back in disorder, bumping against the scarlet pillar in Hecheng hall.
"I want to kill you." Chu Tiankuo's d
