Mi Man smiled. "For the Supreme Elders to have noticed in time, that was no stroke of luck. It was because all the Supreme Elders put their hearts into it." His words were quite flattering.
The old man sighed. "Whether it was diligence or luck, so long as it benefits the sect, it is what old fellows like us ought to do. I simply cannot understand how things came to this. Let us hope these two hostages prove useful!"
He had no intention of accepting the flattery or claiming credit. The sigh in his tone made the generation now in power in every sect feel ashamed.
Pang Teng shifted his gaze from the pair who looked like mother and child, then asked the person beside him, "Using a newborn baby as leverage while the two armies face each other... isn't that going a little too far? If the soldiers below see this, I fear they may have other thoughts."
"Did we take this risk for anyone but them? Better than letting them lose their lives, isn't it?" Zuo Chengfeng, Sect Master of Sunset Glow Manor, gave a cold laugh. "If not for your incompetence, why would we need to resort to such despicable means?"
Pang Teng helplessly raised his head and sighed toward the heavens. No one understood the situation better than he did. The enemy had surrounded them with heavy forces, seized the strategic routes, and cut off every supply line to the Zhao army. If this dragged on, they could simply trap the Zhao army to death. Breaking out would be difficult; even if they succeeded, their losses would surely be devastating, and afterward they would likely have no strength left to fight again.
He regretted it. War concerned the fate of a nation. He should not have