“You’re always telling me to save the world. I can’t even look after myself.” Those were Zhang Yun’s words as he left the divine throne. The other God Kings looked at one another in confusion. You’re the one who suggested changing things, so why blame us? We’d already been lying flat. You’re the one who couldn’t accept it, aren’t you?
Yun watched the distant battlefield as his subordinates charged fearlessly to their deaths, pressing forward without hesitation. His heart bled. Beside him, his brother gritted his teeth until they nearly broke.
“Are you really leaving? Without you, we can’t see any hope.”
Yun gently patted her hand. “Yanran, wait for me. I’ll find a way to solve this once and for all.” Then he left without looking back.
His brothers watched the distant battlefield and gave a miserable smile. What was coming would come regardless. They strode toward the battlefield, a meat grinder.
“Go.” Ji Yanran gave him a bittersweet smile. “I’ll wait for you.”
