"Are you leaving?"
On the top of the mountain, overlooking the sea of boiling clouds, invisible pain flashed through Yun Xingchen's eyes, "You are the world-famous King Shuofang, and I am a humble businessman. You and I should never have crossed paths. After today, we will never see each other again in this life."
Staring stupidly at Yun Xingchen's retreating back, Ye Wu Nian suddenly fainted and fell to the ground.
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"I didn't want you and me to meet on such an occasion."
"The matter has come to this, everything is a foregone conclusion. As long as you surrender, you will still be King Shuofang."
"Your relatives have betrayed you, your mother and concubine have died, what's the use of guarding the empty palace? Your destiny is yours, Wuyou, may all your wishes come true."
After taking a deep look at the heroic Ji Wuyou, Ye Wunian jumped down from the cliff dragging his exhausted body.
"No.", The cry of despair was heartbreaking.
Concept: Love, hate, and hatred in political schemes often end in tragedy.