During the treatment of his wounds, the stimulation of the pain clearly jolted Zhou Ye awake, but he said nothing until the medical team had finished tending to him and left. Only then did he speak.
"I'm sorry. I botched things."
"As long as you're all right, that's what matters. Besides, this wasn't your fault."
Yalveth comforted him softly.
"Given the circumstances, even if you hadn't gone, that Skeleton Giant Snake would still have attacked our forward outpost. Things wouldn't have changed much."
At this point, Yalveth still didn't know that the Undying Monarch and the Undying General had both come for Xuan Yu.
In fact, it wasn't just Yalveth—even Xuan Yu himself had no idea what was going on.
Perhaps Yalveth's reassurance had helped. Zhou Ye didn't dwell on the matter any longer, and having lost too much blood, he soon grew drowsy.
Seeing this, Yalveth said, "Don't think too much about it. Get some good rest. I'll come see you later."
With that, Yalveth rose and left.
Now that Zhou Ye's life was no longer in danger, she had to deal with the other matters.
"We can basically confirm that desert force is the Undead race now..."
Inside the General Commander's tent, Li Ce sat in a meeting with his brows tightly furrowed.
As a nation that likewise possessed the Undead race, they naturally knew how troublesome this species could be.
The Undead were basically unaffected by the desert's extreme environment.
The reason they hadn't sent their own Undead to carry out the mission was that simply operating consumed Undead Energy.
And Great Zhou was a nation centered around the living. Once that Undead Energy was depleted, replenishing it would be extremely troublesome.
Or, to put it simply, their Undead troops had no "provisions."
Li Ce didn't know