"How does it feel? Are you regretting it now? If you wanted my treasures and Magic Crystals, you should have been prepared to be killed!" Ye Tian said with a laugh, but he didn't immediately pull out his Black Glaze Sword.
Meanwhile, the other student had already fallen to the ground. His life force was rapidly fading, his eyes filled with resentment and pain, but it was all irreversible.
"You... who are you? Why are you being so ruthless to us?" the student in front of Ye Tian asked.
He knew that as soon as the young man before him pulled out the Black Glaze Sword, he would die instantly. He hoped to know who had killed him before he died, so he could at least die in peace.
"Me, ruthless to you?" Ye Tian chuckled. "Weren't you the ones trying to kill me? Now that I've turned the tables, you're calling me ruthless? Have you never heard of 'the strong prey on the weak'?"
