Wang Ruoxie was naturally no stranger to murderous intent. In his past life, he transformed into the Blood Demon, waging battles against the strong of the Celestial Realm, staining billions of miles with blood.
Therefore, although that strand of murderous intent was extremely subtle, he could still clearly sense it.
"It seems they've finally decided to make a move."
A trace of cold light flickered in Wang Ruoxie's eyes, and the last remnant of obsession in his heart completely dissipated.
Originally, although he had recovered the memories of his past life and acknowledged his identity as the son of the Celestial Emperor, no matter what, blood is thicker than water.
Even though he harbored hatred towards the First Lady and Wang Ruokun, if the two of them had restrained themselves, at least not taking that final step, perhaps in the end, he wouldn't have gone to extremes.
