Imminent Crisis

Small tribes like the Gray Eagle Tribe did not learn of the drastic upheaval in Eskil City, Zhang Tie turning pretense into reality, and the Icefield Giant Bear Tribe's army marching straight for Eskil City until the morning of the 12th. By the time Aurora and Seton had battled through wind and snow to reach Eskil City and join Zhang Tie, it was already noon on the 13th. Everything was over.

Because Zhang Tie's injuries appeared quite serious, Aurora stayed behind. At this moment, she had removed the mask from her face, revealing a cold, breathtaking beauty.

"I'm not uncomfortable. I'm just worried that one day, I'll become the kind of person I hate!" Zhang Tie said in a low voice.

"How could that happen?" Aurora comforted him.

Zhang Tie gave a faint, bitter smile. No one became completely bad in a single day. Those who were greedy within and hypocritical without; those shameless scoundrels who knew the rules of the game inside out, shrewd and cold-hearted; those who wore false faces as they stood high above, pointing out the lay of the land; those who deceived others with lies all day for their own benefit—none of them had been born that way.

In the past, he had hated such people too. Yet now, when he truly stood here, likewise keeping silent and concealing the truth behind the disaster and tragedy in Eskil City, where more than 1.37 million people had died, from the ordinary people, Zhang Tie realized that from another angle, the role he was playing now was precisely the one he had once despised and hated. If he were still the Zhang Tie from Black Flame City, he would surely be burning with righteous indignation at this matter of a few people controlling and concealing the truth