C1085 How about It?

"A mere whelp like you vying for the throne? You clearly overestimate yourself. The throne of the Capital of Sins is destined to be mine!" Blood Marquis declared, smugness etched across his face.

Feng Yixiu's expression was somber, yet the corners of his mouth curled into a faint smirk. He leisurely lifted his head, casting a mocking glance at Blood Marquis