"He-he-he ha-ha-ha-ha-ha."
The hood fell in the wind, revealing that pale human face, with a ferocious scar starting from his upper right forehead, all the way down, actually tearing his entire eye into shreds.
"It's been pulled out."
"Do you see? He pulled it out!"
Inya Dumu'an caressed the Li Guang at her waist, "Your brother, that sworn enemy! The natural opposite!"
"Twilight!"
Inya Dumu'an exclaimed in ecstasy, "Certainly not anything good, he-he-ha-ha-ha."
"He has cut off his own retreat by his own hand."
"Such a favorable situation," Inya Dumu'an spread her arms, "has now gone down the drain."
"From today onwards, he will have nowhere to go."
"Because the entire world will become his enemy," Inya Dumu'an said, "and he will have to challenge the entire world alone."
Lately, things hadn't been going smoothly for Inya Dumu'an.
She wasn't good at scheming, but rather competent in warfare; it was the Queen who was the true sage, their beacon of light.
