"Black King." Han Sen suddenly thought of the blue-clothed fairy mentioning someone.
The blue-clothed fairy coldly said, "If you know, that means you know you will not be dying for no reason. This is all because of what you did. It made the thousand jade fairies of the Black King City unable to be free."
Han Sen wished to say something, but he saw a light shadow in Black King City. It was a white jade statue that looked like a king's king. It looked similar to how the black king appeared. Han Sen could guess that it was the master of White Jade City.
Of course, the blue-clothed fairy went to the white jade statue and bowed. "Mister White King, we have captured the person that slew Black King. What do we do with him?"
"Black King is dead. Black King City has no master. It is a dead city. Bury him there with Black King and Black King City." White King sounded cold. He did not seem to have the capacity for rendering human emotion.