Xiao Luomu said solemnly, "Brother Zhao, your trip to Lingshan has truly impressed me!"
What's wrong with me?
"You are so kind."
"Pah, don't insult me!"
Zhao Cheng suddenly sneered and said, "I have absolutely nothing to do with kindness. Just recently, because of one of my decisions, the entire Su Wansan family died under the butcher's knife. Su Wansan deserved to die, but did the entire Su family deserve to die? When the Su family fell, I felt no remorse whatsoever."
"Kindness requires ability and comes at a price; otherwise, you're just a cowardly fool!"
"If nobility is the same as kindness, and requires a spirit of sacrifice, then I will never become a noble person in my entire life."
Zhao Cheng patted Xiao Luomu on the shoulder and said, "So don't overthink it, I'm still me."
After speaking, Zhao Cheng glanced down the mountain and continued walking uphill.
"Stop resting, let's keep climbing before it gets dark!"
As night fell, Zhao Cheng and his group did not stop. He knew that the first night of the Southern Zhou army's general offensive was the most exciting, with both sides racing against time.
Zhao Cheng walked in the first row of the group, with Zhao Wu protecting him and leading the way, while Yang Taozhi provided cover from behind.
As Zhao Cheng walked, he suddenly realized that there was no sound behind him.
When he tried to turn around, Zhao Wu's figure in front of him suddenly froze, and then he collapsed.
Zhao Cheng quickly stopped and looked back, only to find a large area of people lying dead in the already dark forest.
Only Yang Taozhi remained standing, looking behind Zhao Cheng.
Zhao Cheng seemed to realize something and suddenly turned around.
Bang!
Before he could see anything clearly, Zhao Cheng felt everything go black and collapsed.
Yang Taozhi took a light step forward and caught the falling Zhao Cheng.
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