In Muxue Castle, Aux gazed at the partially collapsed Lord Mansion with a face full of sorrow. A lament for his own weakness filled him with annoyance at his past listlessness.
"Why did I spend so much energy on such useless matters in the past? Why didn't I think to improve my strength a little more?"
"If only I had been a bit stronger, could I have changed something?"
He still couldn't believe that his family's most trusted ancestor had been defeated by a youth even younger than himself.
Though it could be said that there was an element of surprise in the attack, his ancestor was a chosen one!
By the time he was struck down into the ruins of the Lord Mansion by such a young man, he had already lost.
Because he knew that, even his ancestor couldn't win against that Magic Monarch. He wouldn't even dare to harbor thoughts of revenge but would cautiously avoid any opportunity that might lead to the Luxius Monarch killing him.