"My leg is gone. Damn it, my leg is gone. How do you expect me to remain calm? Huh? Tell me, how the hell do you expect me to remain calm?" Yang Fei was a little out of control as he yelled at Lin Zhan.
"It's all my fault. If I didn't choose to fight with him head-on, this might not have happened," Lin Zhan suddenly said in a depressed tone.
"Leader, don't blame yourself. No one will give up their spoils of war in that situation. Also, even if we had handed over the items to him, he might not have let us go. This is the world of martial warriors. It has always been like this," Liu Yan consoled him.
"You chose to walk on this path. Yang Fei, you should have thought of this day. Why are you blaming others?" Yan Jinming's words were cruel, but it was the truth.
"Brother…" Yan Jinyue couldn't bear to hear his words.
Yang Fei was stunned. Then, he started wailing.
Actually, he knew that Yan Jinming was telling the truth, but he couldn't accept it.