Zhao Jia never expected that these kinsmen he had brought out of Handan with such bitter effort would dare to treat him this way, and his heart grew several degrees colder.
"I am not worthy to be your young master? Very well, I'll leave!" Zhao Jia offered no defense, turning and walking back the way he had come.
He had been too naive, naively believing that after surviving this disaster, his kinsmen could pull together and revive the kingdom.
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