The bandit adviser's struggle had proven to be effective after all. He Dachui's horse, brutally stabbed, galloped outwards with an unprecedented speed and actually managed to escape the battleground. He Dachui tried with all his might to rein in his horse, but it was in vain, and he could only let his tears course freely.
"Brothers…" It was the first time He Dachui knew the world that the word 'brothers' held within.
This was what being brothers meant!
Unfortunately, when he finally understood it, he was left without any of them.
The Fortress of Resilience was already in front of him, clearly in view.
He Dachui, who was yet to recover from his grief, heard loud shouts from above, "Open the fort gate, let him in!"
The large gate obeyed the urgent command and sprung open.
He Dachui was still weeping, but his tears had already turned blood red. He was deeply regretting his selfishness.
What kind of future did he want?