In an instant, Jun Yiyao, whose face had been full of earnest persuasion, blankly raised her head...
"Obviously..."
"You, Sikong Jing, Jun Yisui, and the others have all guessed something. And that is precisely what that lord deliberately allowed you to guess. He deliberately let my imperial decree arrive quickly, forcing Sikong Jing to come even though he knew there was a tiger on the mountain."
Jun Yibai spoke softly to Jun Yiyao, whose entire body trembled faintly.
"Do you know who that lord sent by the Flame Prison Heavenly Emperor is?"
As Jun Yiyao shook her head, her face pale, Jun Yibai replied in a low voice, "He is a personal disciple of the Flame Prison Heavenly Emperor."
Thud, thud, thud...
Jun Yiyao staggered wildly backward, disbelief written all over her face. She had thought that, at most, the Flame Prison Heavenly Emperor would send an imperial envoy—someone like Azure Fire General Yu Gou.
But she had never expected him to send even a personal disciple. This showed that the Flame Prison Heavenly Emperor attached the utmost importance to it.
"Do you still think the Flame Prison Heavenly Emperor is some vague, intangible patron? Do you think Sikong Jing has any path to survival?"
"Do you think I have a choice?"
With Jun Yibai's words, Jun Yiyao's entire body shook violently. She could not refute him at all.
"If Sikong Jing does not die, I do not know what his future will be like. But I have no choice... nor can I choose. Do you think betting on a Sikong Jing with an uncertain future, who is certain to die, is better than choosing a personal disciple of a Heavenly Emperor?"
"I do not wish for the hero of our Seal Sovereign Empire to die at such a victory