Fresh blood washed over his armor and soaked into his clothes. The cold and damp touch made Tang Nazhi fall into madness.
If he hadn't left his brother alone to fight against the devil generals…
If he had swapped places with his brother and asked him to ask for help instead…
If he had moved faster…
If he had been strong enough to fight against the devil generals…
Brother, you would not have died, right?
Countless possibilities filled Tang Nazhi's mind. If he could start all over again, he would never have left Li Xiaowei alone.
At that moment, endless regret flooded Tang Nazhi's heart. He hated the devil generals and himself.
"I don't know anyone from the Black Tortoise Family. Stop pestering me." The handsome young man in his memory had a trace of impatience and discomfort on his face.
