Fighting for the throne, does it have to be this cruel!
The young human major stood frozen in place, as if he had been struck by a million volts of lightning.
It's over!
Everything is over.
The Ning Beast cub is indeed dead, and those students were right; the Ning Beast's body is riddled with wounds from blades, and the wounds are covered with the fresh blood of human martial artists.
Especially the claws of the Ning Beast cub, they're still sticky with bits of human martial artists' flesh.
The Yangxiang Race is despicable and shameless, they even paid attention to such details.
Judging from the corpse, it's clear that human martial artists killed the Ning Beast cub while it resisted fiercely, ultimately resulting in its unfortunate death.
"The Ning Beast Emperor... the prince's heart has the Yangxiang Race's poison; you should dissect the corpse to find out the truth!"
Finally, the major thought of a brilliant solution.
He was overjoyed.
