And the thing he predicted finally happened.
...
The Empire's Crown Prince, whose spirit seemed a little dispirited but whose eyes shimmered with a peculiar light, summoned the King of the North.
"Bring your sons, along with their Prince Mechas, over here."
"Su Chuanyun hasn't participated in the battle recently, and we haven't had the chance to kill him."
"No, your enemy isn't Su Chuanyun—it's Ji Xinghe."
"Hm?"
The King of the North frowned. "Didn't you say earlier that it was Su Chuanyun who killed my son, piloting the Emperor Armor? Wasn't Ji Xinghe the one inside the Star Moon Mecha then?"
"Heh heh…"
The Empire's Crown Prince suddenly let out a strange laugh, a laugh so unsettling that even the King of the North felt a shiver down his spine.
It took a long while before the Crown Prince stopped laughing. He pressed both hands on the table, his expression bordering on madness, his tone carrying a hysterical edge.
