As soon as these words fell, Eunuch Yang's attacks became even more fierce, crashing down like overwhelming tidal waves.
Blood trickled from the corner of Prince Zhenyuan's mouth as he felt the injuries on his body growing heavier.
He now had to contend with both Eunuch Yang and the overwhelming obsession, while being cautious not to exacerbate his injuries amidst Eunuch Yang's assault.
Both physically and mentally, he was enduring dual torment.
But amidst such dual torment, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and endure.
Eunuch Yang's offensive grew more ferocious, yet his heart was filled with cold laughter.
He knew the situation in front of him was advantageous.
Prince Zhenyuan wouldn't last much longer.
His current persistence relied solely on sheer tenacity.
By simply killing Prince Zhenyuan, he could unleash endless attacks against Qin An.
