Just from listening to Ye Fengsheng's tone, the Vermilion Bird already knew there was no room left to turn things around. He did not dare meet Ye Fengsheng's eyes to beg him for another chance, yet he was unwilling to submit without resistance and hand over these Fourteen Countries into his hands.
"Nostalgia is a fine thing, but you'd better make sure that the Fourteen States you're clinging to are really the Fourteen States you want. If I don't do this, how much chance do you think you have left to live?"
Ye Fengsheng said, "No matter what, you ought to be the leader of the fourteen countries. Your second senior brother can use you as an experiment, and you think no one else knows?"
The Vermilion Bird slowly tilted her head, looking into Ye Fengsheng's eyes.
What Ye Fengsheng said was exactly the worry that had been haunting her heart all this time. If that night Ye Fengsheng had tortured her, she would have become
