"Great King, please give the Silver Corps the justice it deserves!"
"Great King, please give the Silver Corps the justice it deserves!"
"Great King, please give the Silver Corps the justice it deserves!"
Sheng Minghui knelt on the ground, forcing himself to hold onto his belief. He stared at Sikong Yun's icy gaze, enduring the shivers running down his spine, and roared loudly.
He felt that if he didn't roar like this, he might not be able to hold on and would be crushed under Sikong Yun's cold gaze.
"Great King, please give the Silver Corps the justice it deserves!"
"Great King, please give the Silver Corps the justice it deserves!"
"Great King, please give the Silver Corps the justice it deserves!"
Xiao Zhen, Li Yuming, and the Eight Diamond Generals also understood Sheng Minghui's intentions. They suppressed their inner fear and joined in the deafening roar.
