"High Priest...."
The Deputy General clung desperately to the High Priest and anxiously said, "No, you must not let down Princess Zi Yue's intentions. Please think about her last words before she left!"
The High Priest was stunned.
If I were to die in battle, please, High Priest, ensure the safety of the children and bring them all back.
The High Priest, upon hearing these words, gritted his teeth. He suddenly regretted being useless. When Zi Yue had intended to take action, he should have stepped in himself. How could he, an old man, have let the younger generation's hope go to death? How could he continue to hold his face high as the High Priest?
But as the Deputy General had said, if he himself caused an accident now, the entire Four Holy Army would likely be finished!
For a moment, an unprecedented sense of powerlessness spread throughout his body. He had never thought that one day he too would make such a powerless choice...
