363 Dying at the Hands of a Woman

"Die!" cried the woman as she tried to plunge the sword deep into the Fourth Prince's heart. The Fourth Prince was completely oblivious to it as he was completely enthralled by her sweet scent.

Ping!

"Impossible!"

"Hahaha…"

The woman panicked whilst the Fourth Prince cracked a sinister smile. The short sword that was supposed to sink into his chest bounced off his chest.

The Fourth Prince then tore his own shirt off and revealed another layer of black armor.

"Hahaha! Surprised? I see that you intended to kill me with the Luminous Needle! If I had not worn the Shadow Armor, you would have killed me!" said the Fourth Prince playfully. It was all within his plans.