110 Stay or flee? (2/2)

Were they even fucking alive?

With such thoughts, the entire Kingdom was being plunged into more nervousness by the day, and this nervousness even started appearing on the face of Zhu Zemin.

After listening to his generals, Zhu Zemin thought that the war would really be won by their Kingdom.

However, with no information on what was happening for so long, Zhu Zemin no longer had the same confidence on his face.

Along with every passing hour that there was no information about what happened to his generals and army, Zhu Zemin who had sent more than a hundred soldiers to find out about what was happening felt more pressured than ever before in his entire life.

As for those hundred soldiers, they were obviously all taken care of by the huge army which was lying in wait for them.

By now Zhu Zemin understood that something had gone wrong. And that too very badly.

Therefore, he now had two options. One, expect that something bad happened and escape before the enemy arrives.

Or two, hope that everything was fine and what was happening right now was a simple hiccup and stay.

If he chose the first option and his army had won, no amount of regret would allow Zhu Zemin to change what he decided in a moment of fear.

But, if he chose the second option and stayed, and what was happening wasn't just a simple hiccup, Zhu Zemin wouldn't even be alive to regret his decision.

What to do...

Thinking over the same choice, again and again, Zhu Zemin felt like none of this shit would've happened if he had just come to a compromise with the one who visited him.

So what if he had to submit? All he needed was that treasure.

Treasure..!

Hastily getting up Zhu Zemin finally decided that it was better to be safe rather than sorry.

After all, even if he escaped right now and his army had won, it wouldn't be too late or much problematic for Zhu Zemin to come back and take control over the throne.

Having decided what to do, Zemin quickly left the throne room and started proceeding in a certain direction, but failed to notice that someone had seen him hastily leave the room.

...

”You've finally made a decision, you indecisive fat king. Thank god you did it before I was forced to launch a full-scale attack.”

Sending his Yin Puppets ahead, Bai Long began making the hand signs for the Clones of Darkness.

With the increase in cultivation, Bai Long was no longer limited to being able to create a single clone. He could now create a total of ten Clones of Darkness.

Once his shadow split into ten pieces and moved in the same direction as the Yin Puppets, Bai Long muttered, ”It's showtime.”