Ke Yi's voice didn't conceal a thing.
Everyone around heard it.
But it didn't cause much commotion, even though many showed evident sadness and despair, in the end, they straightened their spines under the watchful eyes of those around them.
As if showing fear or despair at this moment were tantamount to profound shame.
However, Shen Qian's gaze became even sharper.
"Then let me ask in another way," he still stared intently at Ke Yi, "Have you already given up on victory?"
"..." Ke Yi seemed to be stunned by the question, to the point of momentarily freezing.
Given up on victory?
He had made the situation abundantly clear, the enemy's strength and numbers far surpassed their expectations, and even if they were three times stronger, they would have a hard time resisting.
There was simply no hope.
So much so, that this question from the envoy in front of him left him unsure of how to respond.
Admit to giving up?
That would seem weak.
But to claim they hadn't given up?
