"It was I who lost the clan's battle flag that opens the protective formation, thus inviting this calamity." Jin Ting's eyes were bloodshot.,“If we can't even defend our own homeland, what face do we have to leave Since the Ghost Mantis and Eaglebeaks want to fight, let us wage a bloody battle against them until the end.”,Jin Ting took out his own war knife and slowly wiped it, a hint of nostalgia in his eyes. This war knife had been with him through thick and thin, his most trusted companion. This time, he was afraid that it would sink to the bottom with him.。