"This time, it's either triumph or utter defeat for me and your father. If we fail, then you must go into hiding, change your names and bide your time before making your next move."
"Alright, Father, Uncle, take care. I will go and meet up with my brother and leave." Clenching his teeth, the handsome young man turned and left.
"Lai, after battling each other for half a lifetime, who would have thought we'd one day join forces against a common enemy?" Watching the young man's retreating figure, the middle-aged man's eyes suddenly turned a violent shade of crimson as he turned and chuckled softly to the armored elder.
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After the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the Royal City of the Rakshasa Kingdom had already been reduced to ruins.
The towering walls of the royal palace had collapsed early on in the fierce battle between Yi Chen and the Rakshasa King.
At this moment, around Yi Chen, lay scattered many fragments of metal puppets like 'parts'.
