"I am so useless. How can I challenge Yao Wudi?"
"It's not because you're useless." Zhou Shu shook his head and said casually, "It's not just you. On this battlefield, other than your lord, Yao Lian, no one else can withstand my sword."
"Is there any point in saying all this?" Yao Qing stared at the roof. "Only useless people would find excuses. If I'm defeated, so be it. It's a fact that I'm inferior.
"Kill me. I will never be a slave like Yao Buqi!"
"Are you such a coward?" Zhou Shu said coldly. "It's easy to die. Living is difficult. Are you willing to die like this? If you don't defeat Yao Wudi, can you rest in peace?"
"So what? I can't defeat Yao Wudi." Yao Qing was disheartened. "I can't even take one blow from you. Yao Wudi is stronger than you. How can I defeat him?"
It seems like I used too much strength, Zhou Shu thought. I might have dealt too big a blow to Yao Qing.
