"Good, the ones I trust the most are you. In this great war, make sure you bring me glory!"
He spoke gallantly, his tone filled with supreme arrogance.
[Master, rest assured, I will constantly provide you with the most comprehensive intelligence and analyses.] The Persuasion System hastily promised, even its mechanical voice carried a hint of urgency.
[Just be extra cautious, the enemy should not be underestimated.] It added another reminder, clearly prioritizing Zhang Beixing's safety.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Beixing laughed heartily, his eyes bursting with fighting spirit.
"Haha, do I not understand my own strength? Trust me, whether angels or elves, none can harm me even a bit!"
He was satisfied and full of pride, a trace of an extremely devilish smile lingering on his lips.
That was the pride of a king, the unbounded nature of one who reigns supreme.
The night was enveloping, blood color was spreading.
