Defeated

Yang Tianyi waited for his death, but it didn't come to him as he had thought of before. He opened his eyes slightly as he found the man he had already left behind standing in front of him with his army stretching out to protect him from the harm. Not just that, the sword was even held in his soft hands, tightly in a firm grip as blood drops fell to the ground one after another. Soon, the amount of blood increased, but there wasn't a trace of fear or pain on the Empress's face.

While Yang Tianyi was shocked, Chen Ming was cursing all the gods and goddesses of the transmigration system. It was because of them he was sent to the wrong place at the wrong time!

He wasn't fucking martial artist, but he was forced to turn into one, and not just that, forced to do things he wasn't even planning to do to finish some stupid mission! For what? Just to stay alive?!