His words vaguely revealed a hint of obscure threat.
If allure fails, it turns into a threat.
Unfortunately, Lu Qingshan doesn't buy it.
"I have never lost once until now, why would you say my path is doomed?" he said coldly.
"Besides, this Blood Divine Sand Vein, after marrying Mingyue, I will come to receive it myself. You don't need to trouble yourself, dear nephew."
Lu Qingshan's eyes were full of ridicule, he sneered: "As for now, excuse me for not accompanying you.
After all, the people in your Royal City are still waiting for me to defeat them one by one."
After speaking, Lu Qingshan didn't hesitate at all, directly released the Blood-stained Warship, jumped onto the warship, and left alone.
Ying Jun narrowed his eyes, watching the Blood-stained Warship turn into a streak of radiance, gradually moving away, disappearing from sight.
His complexion gradually darkened, his eyes filled with indistinct gloom.
