In the world of men, victory crowns the king, while defeat marks the bandit.
If Wan Donglin had lost, at this moment, his situation would likely be ten times worse than that of Huang Xiaojue.
Even in the depths of my heart, I despicably ask myself: Do I not wish for his victory? Is it not because of his victory that I can preserve myself and smooth the path of my future life?
It is precisely because of his victory that I am safe, and even Lin Zhiyun can be dismissed.
I have indeed enjoyed the fruits of his victory.
No egg remains untouched under a toppled nest.
If the enemy had won and he had fallen, what would my situation be now?
Even if I had luckily preserved my life and wealth, I would likely never dare to return to my homeland.
