Collusion (2)

The man's words paralyzed Song Yuan. An image that had been buried in the deep recesses of his mind suddenly surfaced.

Cunning, terrifying… the epitome of despair…

Song Yuan broke out in cold sweat. No matter how he blinked or tried to wave it off, that cruel figure remained in his vision. He clutched at his injured leg so forcefully it was as if he wanted to break his own bones in two.

The man looked in satisfaction at Song Yuan's reaction. Amusement flashed across his eyes.

"That time, you chose to live. Now, you must work hard to continue surviving. This Kingdom of the Sacred Dragon and that Terminator—aren't you well aware of their true nature? Think of your own men during that battle—how pitiful they were… as they were dying, weren't they just like you, pleading for their lives. 'General Song, save me…'"

"Shut up!" Song Yuan suddenly raised his head, his eyes completely bloodshot.