C289 This King Wants You Dead

In a split-second, Nangong Jue seemed to have lost his mind as he knelt on the edge of the cliff. A wave of intense despair spread out from his body, and his eyes were filled with endless grief.

"Fei’er..." "Fei’er …" Nangong Jue muttered as his hands tightly held onto the dried up grass on the cliff. A transparent drop of water dripped down from his eyelash, soaking the land under it.

Suddenly