"I'll be the one to say it."
All eyes turned to him.
Zhao Shizhang said, "Your guesses were correct. Zhao Feng and Yanrui are... gone."
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone sucked in a sharp breath.
So it was true.
"This is war, after all. It's impossible to win every single time. Things like this are inevitable.
"They both fought very well, but war is far too unpredictable. By the time we sent reinforcements, it was already too late.
"But we have already avenged them. They can rest in peace now.
"Furthermore, the family has taken control of both of their territories. While the losses are still immense, we've managed to preserve some of our strength."
The entire hall fell silent.
No one spoke.
No one even dared to breathe too loudly.
There were only quiet sighs.
Zhao Shizhang continued:
"In addition, Zhao Liang, Yang Mo, and Yan Ting also fell in battle.
"Zhao Qijia, Hu Jing, Meng Xu, and Niu Cheng—these four have lost their territories.
