Chapitre 348: Broken Trumpets

Prince Qui was one of the lucky ones who could simply turn on what some people liked to call "killer mode." He was not one of those people who would grovel and run through a battlefield with half a heart and would lament on every face that he slay that day.

Once he was back to his army, he slid down his horse—one of the things he never liked involving in these battles was animals. Such innocent creatures would only give him a few minutes of advantage before dying. For him, it was simply not worth it.

Aiguo gave him a questioning look, and Prince Qui only shook his head. They were really doing this today. But one thing was for sure, Prince Qui was not going to be the one who would attack first. He was surprised by the civility that Gamma offered him that for a moment, he thought that the other leader was not going to let the first arrow fly.

But in the field of survival, you kill, or you get killed.