Lu Yanghua lay on the ground, his eyes wide open as he stared at the boy who emerged from his body. The boy cast a disdainful glance at Lu Yanghua, then said in a youthful voice, "What I bestow upon you is yours; what I do not, you cannot forcibly take."
Upon hearing this, Lu Yanghua's eyes revealed endless hatred. He had thought he had seized everything, only to end up making a wedding dress for another.
Hate!!!
He was so full of hatred!!!
He was unwilling!!!
Seeing the hatred in Lu Yanghua's eyes, Emperor Shenwu sneered and said, "I've seen eyes like yours more times than I can count. Alas, those who show such eyes always end up turning to dust before me."
"Alright, your task is complete, it's time for you to be on your way."
