Little Prince Jin laughed look up to the sky in his battle armor.
The laughter was desolate and desperate.
Slowly turning around, he used blood from his own hand to write a poem on the huge rock behind him.
Offering you my three-foot sword, defending the city recently invaded.
Promising you three prosperous years, thousands of miles of good mountains and rivers.
In these two lines, Little Prince Jin read an irony he had never experienced before.
Laughing madly towards the sky, he has been loyal to the royal family, but he was deceived; he has been deceived all along.
Even in death, he remained loyal to Luyuan, only because he was a Luyuanman.
He extended his arms, seeking only death.
The Yaksha man looked steadily at him, with a slight movement of his hand, the soldiers behind him released their crossbow arrows...
The Little Prince Jin died on Manhua Mountain.
