Yang Hong placed his hands on his knees and even stabbed his treasured Mo Mei Sword into the ground beside him.
He said with his breathing ragging, "Your Highness, I can't take it anymore. I really can't."
Even though Zhou Shu had shared the Golden Bell Shield Technique with him, he hadn't cultivated it himself. After fighting for an entire day, he was so tired that his entire body was numb.
Although he knew that Zhou Shu was giving him a chance to contribute, he didn't want to kill anymore now. He just wanted to lie flat.
"How can a man say he can't?" Zhou Shu said calmly.
On this day, he had brought Yang Hong around the Zhuling Grotto-Heaven. Once they met a demonic beast, he would throw Yang Hong out to kill it.
Sometimes, when there were already human troops surrounding the demonic beasts, Zhou Shu would make them stop and let Yang Hong kill the demonic beasts.
