The two ghost kings fought, and King Jingnan collapsed with a single strike.
If he continued to grit his teeth and hold on, it might not take long for him to be burned to ashes by the blacksmith.
Although they were both ghost kings, blacksmiths were stronger and had more powerful spells.
It was like a spear against a cannon. They were not on the same level.
King Jingnan didn't want to die, so he could only admit defeat.
He had come with an Army in an aggressive manner, but he didn't expect to be alone the moment they met. The depression in King Jingnan's heart went without saying.
Just as he was about to leave, the blacksmith's voice came from the blacksmith's shop.
"Wait, you can't leave yet."
Liu Qing's eyes lit up. Was the blacksmith going to kill King Jingnan?
If that was the case, it was simply to his liking, lest this guy seek revenge in the future.
Now that the situation was special, he had to be careful.
