"A proper burial?"
The Imperial Insignia Guard soldiers, who had been drawing their blades to stand with Commander Zhuo Er against the enemy, froze in disbelief. The next moment, they wanted nothing more than to butcher this cowardly Grand General themselves; if not for him, they never would have been reduced to such a plight.
And yet, as they prepared to fight for their lives, he had the audacity to utter such discouraging words.
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