"So you wanted to surrender. You should have just said so."
"You kept saying, 'I admit it, I admit it.' Anyone who didn't know better would think you were about to admit I'm your dad."
Luo Tian's words nearly made the Eighth Prince faint from anger.
'What did I want to say? Don't you know perfectly well?'
However, the Eighth Prince didn't dare voice his thoughts. Dragging his heavily injured body and his swollen, unrecognizable head, he quickly got off the Gambling Platform.
Only then did he dare to meet Luo Tian's gaze.
The Eighth Prince's eyes were filled with humiliation and rage.
"Luo Tian, I will repay today's shame a hundredfold in the future!"
The Eighth Prince snorted coldly.
This time, in front of so many Lower Sect Disciples, he had been kicked around by Luo Tian like a rubber ball. His dignity as a Prince was completely destroyed!
He had already made up his mind. No matter the cost, he would make Luo Tian wish he were dead!
