The Third Prince, filled with grief and deep confusion, left this world forever with wide, bewildered eyes.
Xu Fan's expression was cold, and he calmly withdrew the Star Shatter Lance from the Third Prince's chest, his eyes devoid of triumph, only filled with profound loneliness.
The so-called demeanor of a master was unmistakably evident in Xu Fan at this moment.
With the successive deaths of the Crown Prince and Third Prince, there was no doubt that this war, orchestrated by Xu Fan from start to finish, had already come to an end.
And Xu Fan, indisputably, achieved a great victory.
As the ultimate victor, Xu Fan naturally wanted to celebrate this hard-earned triumph just a little.
In fact, whether it was the Crown Prince or the Third Prince, both were entities that Xu Fan could easily slay.
After all, the identity of the Ninth Prince had long made the Crown Prince and Third Prince lose their guard against Xu Fan.
