The look in Lin Zichen’s eyes made a faint smile creep onto Long Chen’s face.1

Using the Soul Swallowing Gaze, Long Chen looked around and indeed, the two elders who had followed Lin Batian here were hiding in a patch of trees not far away. The winner of the fight for the throne had already been determined. Lin Batian’s face was ashen gray.0

Lin Zichen dashed towards Lin Batian and arrived in front of him in an instant. He looked at Lin Batian in amusement and said, “Big Brother, it looks like your soldiers aren’t very useful. You have lost. You should be able to accept this defeat, right?”0

Lin Batian huffed coldly without saying a word. The most perplexing thing to him was still Long Chen’s behavior. Even now, he had no idea what was going on with Long Chen.0

Lin Batian’s lack of reaction angered Lin Zichen, who had always been the ultimate prodigy since he was young. No matter how much noise Lin Batian made, Lin Zichen...0