"It is a tragedy that the White King even has her bloodline inherited by a wretch like you," Xia Mi said to Herzog, her tone a mix of mockery and sorrow.
Herzog took a deep breath, the wound on his chest healing at a visible rate.
The combined attack from Lao Tang and Xia Mi had caused him limited actual damage, let alone anything remotely life-threatening. Yet the humiliation Herzog felt at this moment was acutely intense.
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