Hearing these insults, Sima Zhao’s face flushed red and turned pale. To be honest, he really had no shame left to beg for mercy. But at a time like this, what good was pride? If he didn't beg for mercy and ended up getting his head chopped off, what use would that pride be? Wouldn't it be even more embarrassing?
So, reason and common sense dictated that he had to beg for mercy immediately. Besides, he didn't want to die; if he died, everything would be gone, so why not beg for mercy?
At a time like this, why couldn't he beg for mercy?
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