C117 Purple Eagle King
On the first level of the Blood Devil Tower.
"Why... Why?"
A middle-aged man at the Sky Soul Stage, clad in a long robe, knelt on one knee, blood spewing from his mouth as he gazed at the handsome young man before him, his eyes filled with confusion.
"It's because I'm in a foul mood."
The young man's voice was cool and detached.
"A foul mood?"
With a bitter smile
