Jin Ben sat on the Golden Bull. His face was calm, but his heart was not as calm as his face. He had lost contact with the people on the continent for more than a month. It could be imagined that the situation on the continent must be very bad.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but become more anxious. He felt a tightness in his chest and coughed twice. Ever since the last battle with Zhao Hai, he had escaped with injuries. Although he didn't die, his body was not as good as before. Then, he personally came out and persuaded the five continents to send troops to help them. It took him a lot of energy, and his body was getting worse day by day. Now, his hair and beard were all white. Her face no longer had the ruddy luster from before.
