He paused for a moment, then said: "No, that's not the case."
"It's our deaths that will plunge the Western Regions into complete chaos!"
"To reach this point as a man, isn't it exhilarating?"
The Old Duke once again displayed a heroic spirit, Xiahou Duan felt increasingly respectful in his heart and said: "I will certainly guard by the Lord until the very end."
The Old Duke laughed heartily.
Yet his heart was filled with regret.
He didn't want to run, nor could he run.
The Western Regions excel at light cavalry, coming and going like the wind, within the city he could still manage, but outside he would die quickly. His cautious and deep temperament wouldn't allow risks, yet despite this, he feigned a bold demeanor.
His inner resolve even his youthful friend Xiahou Duan could not fathom.
If he could survive, Li Shude wouldn't refuse, but if he were to die, he would have to leave with dignity.
"Even if it's death..."
