Upon learning that the South Gate had been taken, Xue Yu flew into a rage inside the Imperial Palace. Yet that was not what angered him most. What infuriated him most was that more than ten thousand people had been scared off by a single man.
"More than ten thousand people were scared off by one person."
"Are you ten thousand pigs?"
The Soul Saint from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect said nothing. In a situation like this, it was best not to speak. He had not expected Di Hong's strength to have already surpassed anything he could handle.
Yin Xuan advised, "Your Highness, the urgent matter is that we must retake the South Gate. Otherwise, once Xue Ye's army enters the city, all will be lost."
He somewhat regretted following Xue Yu. He had never expected Xue Yu to be utterly incapable of competing with Xue Ye. Other than possessing greater talent, he was basically good for nothing. Even with the Emperor's support, he had been unable to defeat Xue Ye. Now that he had been driven into a corner and rebelled, he had made a complete mess of it.
It was foreseeable that Xue Yu's rebellion was destined to fail. Perhaps he should find an opportunity to run away.
After calming down, Xue Yu looked at the two Soul Douluo from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
"Elder Sun, I'll have to trouble you to take men to the South Gate. You must retake it."
"Alright." A gaunt old man with an unreadable expression stood and departed. The two Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect Soul Douluo who had followed Xue Yu in rebellion were now Xue Yu's greatest source of support. As for the hostages in the palace, even if he killed every last one of them,