It was a faith and a legend. Anyone who had never experienced it would never understand such passion.
They didn't know what kind of life it was. That blood-thirsty feeling rushed to their head, that madness that could disregard everything.
They could not understand, but they could feel from Mo Qiu's words!
Everyone fell silent. Looking at Mo Qiu, the excited smile on their faces disappeared. Mo Qiu's words were like a bucket of cold water pouring on them. They froze on the spot and looked at Mo Qiu.
For some reason, a person who worshiped the King of Mercenaries would point at this girl and say 'which part of her looks like the King of Soldiers?'
But thinking about it—although they were very excited just now, they were indeed lacking a bit of passion. Some people hesitated and looked at each other.
At this moment, the excitement on the faces of those watching the live broadcast also disappeared.
