Cao Cao's Spirit Possesses Him

"Sound the retreat!"

No one knew how long had passed before Ye Yun slowly came to, letting out a sharp shout.

Sound the retreat!

They had to pull back!

They'd been played for so long—were they supposed to stay here and take more humiliation?

The moment he looked at the cramped space around him, Ye Yun felt a dull ache in his heart.

He hated it!

He, Ye Yun, had enjoyed a lifetime of glory. He never thought he'd stumble in such a low-level little world!

This was utterly humiliating!

"Yes, Great Heavenly Venerate!"

Ye Yun's awakening gave his subordinates a leader to rally around again. They answered with murderous intent!

Everything they had endured today was a lifelong disgrace!

Only the blood of the natives could wash it clean!

Ye Yun stood and swept his gaze over his subordinates.

They all looked ready to kill.

But Ye Yun could see the danger lurking beneath the surface!

As the art of war said: "A ruler must not raise an army out of anger, nor should a general provoke battle out of resentment."

Anger often made people lose their reason!

That was a grave taboo in warfare!

So before they withdrew, he had to get his subordinates' heads back in the right place!

Otherwise, who knew what could go wrong next?

Ye Yun took a deep breath and slowly looked over the crowd.

"Though today we suffered a pointless humiliation..."

"But on closer thought, it may not be a bad thing!"

Ye Yun's voice rang out, measured and clear.

His subordinates were taken aback.

Most of them were completely dumbfounded.

What did the Great Heavenly Venerate mean?

How could being humiliated be a good thing?

Yet a few of the more thoughtful ones looked pensive.

"Think about it. Since following me