You Cannot Afford To Offend My Woman

However, this was not something she could manage; she could only follow orders.

"Big brother, do you have a way to prevent this battle from happening?" If possible, Ye Yuanqing certainly didn't want to see her subordinates die.

Ye Hua took a sip of wine and said calmly, "Yuanqing, life and death are destined. I can't guarantee anything."

Ye Yuanqing sighed lightly and also took a small sip.

The siblings quietly drank their wine. Afterwards, Ye Hua went to rest, and Ye Yuanqing had to prepare for many tasks. However, this time, it was the first time she drank during an inspection, feeling a bit out of place.

In the Demon Capital's camp 100 kilometres away!

The entire plain was covered with small tents. However, among these tents, there was a different one, more splendid and much larger than the rest.

One could tell it was the commander's tents.

Inside one of the tents, the floor was made of silkwood, which had the effect of being warm in winter and cool in summer. It was an essential item for marching and war.

A man was kneeling at a long table inside the tent. He wore silver armour, and his helmet was placed on the right side. Time had left its mark on his face, with multiple scars, but it couldn't hide his handsome face, suggesting that he must have been a little fresh meat when he was young.

On the table was a scroll with characters that didn't seem humanly written. The twisted and varied characters had no similarities.

If the past Ye Hua was still here, he would definitely recognize this man!

The first he died was because of this man!

He was known as Jing Tiandi, and also a prince of the Demon Capital! He was the emperor's biological brother!

Kneeling before the table was a young man with a similar appearance. He was Jing Tiandi's son, Jing Wushen.

"Father! We are still 100 kilometres away!" Jing Wushen said in a deep voice, his face showing a hint of weakness.

Jing Tiandi said calmly, "In the military camp, call me Commander!"

Jing Wushen paused and said, "Commander! Our army is still 100 kilometres away!"

Jing Tiandi slowly closed his eyes, then suddenly opened them. "Continue!"

"General! Is this worth it? Doing this...,"

"Worth it!" Jing Tiandi said solemnly.

"Can the Supreme Soul really save Mother? If the price is paid, and mother's condition doesn't improve...,"

"As long as there is hope, then it's worth a try!" Jing Tiandi said in a low voice.

Watching his father's determined eyes, Jing Wushen clenched his teeth tightly!

His father was using his own life to exchange for a five-million-strong attack!

Of course, this was also the emperor's requirement because Jing Tiandi was a Supreme Overlord. Back then, he killed Ye Hua, who was already a Supreme Overlord!

Jing Wushen found it strange. His father agreed to the emperor's request to fight to his death, but among the enemy's lineup, there were only Overlords, and there was no mention of a Supreme Overlord. How could they kill his father?

Finally, he learned from his father's mouth that sometimes interests outweigh everything! The same was true between emperors.

This revelation shocked Jing Wushen! So, this war was orchestrated by two emperors! All for the purpose of getting rid of an irritant!

It turned out to be just finding a legitimate excuse.

This revelation left Jing Wushen numb.

Wars could be staged like a drama! It was as if they didn't regard the soldiers as human beings! That's why Jing Wushen asked his father if all this was worth it.

'Were these not your subordinates, Father? Can you bear to send them to their deaths? And in the end, you intentionally let the enemy kill them! That's the only way to fulfil the emperor's orders, and I'll have to bring back your body!'

Mother lives, but you're gone. What difference does it make for a son?

In reality, all these events were conspired by the two emperors.

To be precise, the Emperor of the Demon Capital first approached Huang Fei for help. Huang Fei was initially hesitant, but unexpectedly, Ye Hua returned!

So, Huang Fei agreed, as it was a win-win situation. They could get rid of their respective thorns, see the death of each other's experts, so why not take advantage of it?

Huang Fei also had his demands: Ye Hua and Ye Yuanqing must die! These two were the biggest troublemakers, especially Ye Hua. He must be eliminated without showing any mercy.

Huang Fei went all out, not only calling upon a Supreme Overlord from the other side but also bringing his own. He was determined to kill Ye Hua outside and leave no room for any mercy.

As for who the Supreme Soul belonged to, neither emperor made a sound. In fact, they both understood the other side would definitely compete.

So, the fate of the Supreme Soul depended on fate itself.

"General, I'll go out first," Jing Wushen respectfully said.

Jing Tiandi nodded, and Jing Wushen bowed and left.

After his son left, Jing Tiandi's face became heavy. In fact, ever since the emperor told him who he had to kill, he couldn't keep his calm!

That Ye Hua from a thousand years ago!

The man he beheaded a millennium ago! How could he come back a thousand years later? Could it be that he didn't die back then?

How was that possible! Clearly, he had died thoroughly; his meridians were all cut, and even his primordial spirit was shattered.

This information was chilling. Now, he was told that he didn't die!

Very surprising.

However, for Jing Tiandi, killing Ye Hua again gave him confidence. Whether it was the genius of the past or the returnee now, they were the same!

The most important thing this time was on this piece of paper!

However, this drawing didn't contain information about the Supreme Soul. It had more advanced information, and not even Jing Tiandi knew what it was.

But the first few words on this scroll, Jing Tiandi tried to figure out their meaning by all means. It roughly means "the moment when the 'Supreme Overlord' comes." 

After that, he had no idea. These characters were not left from this era at all. This made Jing Tiandi feel like it might have been passed down from the Primordial Era.

If that is true, it must be good. If he could obtain it and give it to his son, it would be worthwhile.

It would ensure the safety of his mother and son, and his sacrifice would be considered worthwhile!

Taking a deep breath, Jing Tiandi rolled up the scroll on the table, then sat cross-legged and slowly closed his eyes.

As Jing Wushen walked out of the tent and looked at the starry night sky, his mood reached the extreme of gloominess. If possible, he wished he were an ordinary person. That kind of ordinary life was something he truly desired.

"Wushen." Suddenly, a small voice sounded from the side. A figure with a helmet hiding their face called out.

Jing Wushen walked over, feeling deflated like a balloon. However, the figure directly hugged Jing Wushen. "Wushen, there are so many mosquitoes here."

"Who told you not to listen? You actually sneaked into the army! If you were discovered, Father would definitely blame me." Jing Wushen said that, but still affectionately wiped the girl's face.