"Xu Shi is dead," the Qin emperor said.
"What does that have to do with me?" Zhou Shu said indifferently. After the war broke out, Xu Shi wasn't the only one who had died. Didn't countless people die in the Ten Nations Alliance back then?
Even Cao Chenyang, who had escaped from the Demon Realm, died on the battlefield.
"Other than Xu Shi, more than seventy percent of Great Qin's generals have died in battle. The rest are injured," the Qin emperor continued. "More than half of Great Qin's elite soldiers died in battle."
Pain flashed across the Qin emperor's face. He clenched his fists tightly, and his nails pierced through his skin. Blood flowed, but he didn't seem to notice.
"It's my incompetence that brought Great Qin to the brink of destruction," the Qin emperor said word by word. When he said this, his body swayed slightly, and he couldn't stand steadily.
