Never A Defeat in Life

"Cough… Zhou Lingfeng lied to me… Or did you lie to Zhou Lingfeng…" Jing Daoxian, who had lost all his blood, was on his last breath. He coughed repeatedly, but there was no blood left to cough out.

"Only the two of you have seen my true body," The Thearch said indifferently.

"In that case… It seems… I've also lost… That's acceptable…" As Jing Daoxian spoke, his vitality rapidly dissipated and he quickly stopped breathing.

The Thearch's sharp eyes stared at Zhou Wen.

"Ahem, The Thearch, don't misunderstand. I knew that Jing Daoxian wasn't your match. I was just trying to trick him into revealing his true colors," Zhou Wen said with a cough.

"You aren't anything good either." The Thearch snorted coldly.

"The Thearch, you lied to me too, right? We're all the same. Let's not exchange snides at each other," Zhou Wen said.