By this point, Yang Chen no longer wanted to waste words on reason.
"Zhao Sikong, I truly do not know where you found the nerve to mention the words 'commander-in-chief.' Because of your judgment, how many humans have died? Because of your momentary recklessness, the initial thousand-plus Enlightenment Stage cultivators have dwindled to just over two hundred. And you still have the nerve to bring up your status as commander-in-chief? Can you take responsibility for these people's safety?" Yang Chen roared.
Whenever he mentioned this, his heart brimmed with fury.
One had to know that of the thousand-plus people they had started with, only so few remained now. It was all Zhao Sikong's doing.
By himself, how many people had he dragged into the grave?
And as their leader, not only did he feel not the slightest guilt, he even believed that what he had done was right.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Sikong looked around and discovered that the human side's numbers had indeed diminished drastically, making his heart skip a beat.
Yet he clearly had no intention of admitting his mistakes and changing. Gritting his teeth, he said, "Yang Chen, what do you know? If we do not charge out, we may lose even more people later. Staying here is called sitting still and waiting for death, giving up hope!"
"Save those words for when you return and explain them to the Celestial Venerables." Yang Chen said expressionlessly, "Zhao Sikong, if you want to charge out, I will not stop you. Those willing to leave with Zhao Sikong may go ahead. I, Yang Chen, will not stop you. Those willing to stay and trust me, Yang Chen, I will take responsibility for everyone's safety to the very end!"
The words, "I will take responsibility for everyone's safety to the