C604 Dance on the Tip of the Knife

This was perhaps the first time the proud son of heaven had shed tears of resentment. This time he had lost so miserably, not only in the face of strength, but also in love, as if he had lost even more miserably, as if he had sacrificed his life for it.

After he finished speaking, he turned his gaze to the group of clones behind him. He deliberately focused his gaze on the clones of Wang Ya