"What should we do?" Ji Bin gasped, "My father has already been captured, and we don't even know where he's been held. Although Governor's Office City seems secure for now, the citizens can't hold out forever. What happens when they perish? Won't the city fall? Won't the Yuan people be driven out of Governor's Office Pass?"
"Aren't these concerns for the Yuan people to worry about?" The man in the mask chuckled, "After all, you are from Daxuan, do you truly wish to see your nation perish?"
"I don't care about the nation perishing; all I care about right now is what I should do." Ji Bin's face twisted menacingly, but he still managed to suppress his voice, "Once Governor's Office City falls, I'm left with no options but death... but I don't want to die." He no longer sought wealth and glory; he only wished to save his life.
