Zhou Tianyu was so angry that he kept stomping his feet because he could not win the argument with his royal siblings.
Zhou Chengxin shook his head. When he was young, he still thought that his older brother was bold and courageous. It was only after he grew up that he understood that Zhou Tianyu was not brave and courageous, but something was apparently wrong with his brain. He did everything that he pleased without care at all.
He really thought that he was Great Zhou's Crown Prince.
It was a pity. What was done could not be undone.
They were waiting for a new successor to the throne to appear and to see how pathetic Zhou Tianyu end up to be.
On the plain.
Zhou Xuanji ignored the loud commotion of the 100,000 spectators. His eyes were fixated on the Sword Monarch as he gasped for air.
