In the gorgeous palace, all the cultivators were stunned.
"You…"
Li Qiye said in disbelief, "Why?"
"Hehe, Qiye, didn't I warn you? There's a spy."
Li Yunfei, who was supposed to be unconscious, was standing behind Li Qiye with a sinister smile. The sword in his hand had pierced through Li Qiye's chest, causing blood to flow.
"Why?"
Li Qiye asked again.
"Why?"
Li Yunfei's anger was ignited by Li Qiye's question, and his expression instantly turned sinister. "You were the one who took away what should have been mine, and yet you're still asking me why?"
"I'm clearly the Eldest Prince of the Divine Martial Empire!"
"If it weren't for you, the title of the number one genius of the Divine Martial Empire would have been mine!"
"If not for you, the position of crown prince would have also been mine!"
"If it weren't for you, the Saint Stage Clan would have valued me more!"