Your Life Is Not Enough To Compensate (1)

"Pay with your life? Can you afford it?" Lu Wenshuang said loudly. "Do you know what will happen to those soldiers' parents, wives, and children after losing them?"

"There's more than one miserable person in this world. So what if there's more?" Liang Hongxiu's expression didn't change as she spoke indifferently. "General, you were born into a noble family. From the day you were born, you were Great Xia's number one Martial Dao genius. You can have whatever you want. You can naturally stand high and pity us poor people."

"Are you blaming me?" Lu Wenshuang's expression was cold as veins appeared on the back of her hand.

"No, I can only be grateful to you, General." Liang Hongxiu shook her head. "If not for you, I would have died under the demonic beasts in Qingzhou back then. It was you who taught me the Martial Dao and gave me a new life."

Liang Hongxiu muttered, "I'm just envious. I envy you, General."