Little girl, don't go
It might be too pretentious to say this, but it was the truth.
Back then, if elder Ouyang had held on by himself, he would have reached the end. He was the one who had given up and wanted to place his hopes on someone else.
He even ignored his brother's injuries and neglected too many things.
This kind of selfishness had blinded his eyes. He thought that others had let him down and wanted to seek justice. However, he didn't know that in his life, he had taken other people's kindness for granted.
"You've seen the appraisal. You've said what you needed to say." Wang Xiong said. He reached out to pick up the report and placed it on the table.
They stood up, put on their clothes slowly, and looked at elder Ouyang.
"You've lost your last bet. The war is over, and all your men have been executed. " Mo Yan said in a low voice. His heart sank.