C382 A Group of Ten Thousand Soldiers Patrolling the South

Wait a minute. It's over. The king sat in front of Qin Murong's bed, silent as blood.

On the contrary, Qin Murong seemed to be a bit more relaxed. He blinked his eyes and did not speak.

The king finally could not hold it in anymore and said in a deep voice: "I know... you will be very sad. You helped us like this, but in the end, this kind of thing happened."

Qin Murong sighed and said