If I had known it would come to this, I should have ordered the archers to surround and kill Yang Mengchen from the start. I shouldn't have thought victory was in my grasp, underestimated the enemy for a moment, and missed the perfect opportunity, leading to a complete loss.
Inside the carriage.
Noticing that Long Xuanmo was in a bad mood, Yang Mengchen snuggled into his arms, "I'm fine, don't worry about me."
"I'm useless, I've put you in danger once again," Long Xuanmo embraced his wife tightly, his deep voice full of self-reproach and annoyance.
