Jiang Ye's expression turned somber: "Is life and death truly fated?"
"You and I do not understand the Martial World, unable to grasp their nonchalance."
"Now that death is imminent, where could any nonchalance come from?" Wei Jinyu looked at him, puzzled.
Xie Dongan, watching those Jianghu Guests who appeared jovial on the surface, smiled and said:
"Those who can still smile are all that indeed."
Just then, outside the camp shrouded in white-gold radiance, a massive demon thundered towards them.
"My King says, as long as you surrender, he will let you all live."
"If even one of you tries to flee, then you shall all die!"
The demon looked down upon the area enveloped by white-gold Vast Energy from its vantage point.
Although it could not see clearly inside, its words were filled with arrogance, as if everything was under its control.
Li Fu snorted coldly: "Go back and tell General Futu that there are only Wei people who die in battle, no Wei people who surrender!"
