"Damn it! He's really vicious."
Their feud with Ming Fucheng had grown. Wars between two countries were common, but he could not tolerate disregarding the lives of the commoners.
"It won't be Ming Fucheng if he isn't vicious." Qian Jiyun glanced at the sacrificial warrior. "How do you plan to deal with this person?"
"How else? Just kill him," Zhan Beiye said.
He was a sacrificial warrior who knew nothing. Even if they interrogated him, they could not extract any useful information. Keeping him alive would be troublesome.
"You're going to kill him so easily?" An Jiuyue raised her eyebrows.
It wasn't that she sympathized with the sacrificial warrior or thought they could try to force something useful out of him.
Rather… She was thinking about her antidote pill! Her points did not fall from the sky! If she had known that the sacrificial warrior would die after she brought him back, she would not have saved him.
