Nalan Xuance looked at the young Sword Immortal with fluttering sleeves before him.
His expression was ashen, regret surging from the depths of his heart.
Just a few years ago, he had more than one opportunity to snuff out the young successor of Da Sui Sword Palace right here.
What a pity...
He missed them all.
Now the tables have turned.
"I can take my own life."
Nalan Xuance slumped to the ground, raised his head, and looked at the young man in front of him: "Only... I have one condition."
"Speak."
Xie Xuanyi's expression was indifferent.
He didn't agree immediately, but let Nalan Xuance speak.
"After I end my own life, the Ninth Prince must not execute the Crown Prince... Whatever happens to those Southern State nobles, I don't care, but the Crown Prince is my most valued student."
Nalan Xuance cracked a smile: "I hope he lives."
"I cannot agree to that condition."
