Something stirred in Ma Erbao's eyes, and his face was filled with agony and struggle. From his throat came indistinct cries of despair, which would make any ordinary person shiver with fear.
But the people present were far from ordinary; each had seen blood, with hearts hardened to the core. Rather than being shocked, they showed mocking smiles.
They watched coldly as Ma Erbao flailed and convulsed on the ground like a caterpillar.
Especially those who had originally followed Zhao Liu to seek refuge with Song Chongjin. They were retired soldiers who followed Zhao Liu to earn a living, and only after taking shelter under Song Chongjin did they find good days.
In their hearts, Song Chongjin was a savior they couldn't repay fast enough, yet there was someone who betrayed Lord Song.
And it was one of their companions, truly unacceptable.
It was like a slap to their faces, leaving them feeling embarrassed and humiliated.
Making them feel they couldn't face Lord Song.
