Chapter 270: The Mysterious Long Family, A Furious Strike

"My last words? Heh heh—so soon to speak of last words? Who would've thought, eh?"

Long Xiaoxuan watched the sky-like border of the Defensive Barrier overhead, murmuring in soft lament:

"I initially thought I'd easily kill you, but who could have anticipated that things would turn out this way? You know? I had plans laid out for the next several days, even years, but now... but now I lie here, about to be slain by you! How utterly ironic!"

Long Xiaoxuan's complexion began to pale, his eyes weakly fixing on Yan Moshan as blood continuously dribbled from the corner of his mouth. He continued:

"You ask me if I have any last words—what am I supposed to say to you? I'm not even fifteen years old yet. What last words could I possibly have?"

Long Xiaoxuan, looking aggrieved, spoke once more to Yan Moshan:

"Do you know? My original plan was to quickly kill you and then lift your head to accept the thunderous applause from this audience!