"A Feng, what happened?"
Zhao Yuan had naturally recognized the captive, for A Feng was not only a brother who had shared life and death with him, but also the personal guard he had sent to seek reinforcements.
Seeing A Feng captured by Ge Tian after leaving to seek aid cast a shadow over his heart. Could it be...
"Weren't you supposed to bring back reinforcements?!" Zhao Yuan demanded loudly.
A Feng lowered his head and fell silent for a moment, then looked at Zhao Yuan and asked, "Big brother, do you really think Lin Yuanfeng will send troops to save us?"
"We were abandoned pawns from the very beginning. Not just abandoned by Lin Yuanfeng, but by the entire Star Luo Empire."
A Feng abruptly raised his head and roared with hatred, "And that includes the emperor of our Star Luo Empire, Dai Lümao!"
"Shut your mouth!"
Zhao Yuan rebuked A Feng, pointing at him with a slightly trembling finger. "You... don't forget that you're a citizen of the Star Luo Empire! How dare you speak His Majesty's name?"
"We're discarded pawns. From the moment the sixth prince was banished to Moonwheel City, this fate was sealed for those of us who supported him!"
A Feng roared, overcome with emotion, "Lin Yuanfeng of Longxing Fortress is there to ensure that every last one of us connected to the sixth prince dies!"
"What did you say?"
In that instant, every conviction that had sustained his fight, every self-deception, every fantasy was drained away.
Zhao Yuan covered his face with one hand. Scalding tears fell one after another, pitting the snow-covered ground.
A man did not shed tears lightly; he simply had not yet been wounded deeply enough.
"Big brother..."
With a low sigh filled with conflicting emotions, A Feng said