"It's no use... Unless an Immortal comes to save me, it's just a waste of an elixir. Keep it for yourself... Elixirs are precious right now..."
"I didn't want to live anyway. Death is better."
Lu Mingyuan asked, confused, "Third Brother, what are you saying? Being alive is definitely better than being dead."
Lu Guangyao shook his head, his gaze firm. "I, Lu Guangyao... should have died on the battlefield! Not lived on in shame... From the day I left the barracks... from the moment I watched my brothers, my soldiers, being beheaded... I've been drowning in unbearable self-reproach. If my master hadn't stopped me, I would have taken my own life long ago."
Lu Mingyuan completely understood how he felt.
Ever since King Chu seized the throne, he had kept Lu Guangyao under house arrest. Confined to his manor, never taking a step outside, Lu Guangyao had been unable to escape his guilt.
In other words, this Heart Demon had already brought his Martial Dao to a standstill.
