Millionaire Son in Law Chapter 6713 A conflict raged inside him. Surrender
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- A difficult decision regarding surrender is weighed by a leader.
- A prominent figure in a blood-red robe steps forward to yield.
- The act of submission triggers a chain reaction among the onlookers.
He thought of his men who had died, his compatriots who had lost their lives in the pursuit of the gods, but he also thought of his subordinates, his brothers who had fought alongside him through thick and thin.
If they continued to resist, they would all die here; if they surrender, at least they can survive.
His gaze swept across the crowd and fell on David and Ning Zhi.
The two young men stood perfectly straight, like two swords that refused to bend.
But what’s the point of being perfectly straight?
Before a Great God, what was the difference between a straight sword and a bent blade of grass?
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
When he opened his eyes again, there was no longer any doubt in his eyes.
The blood-red robed woman stepped out from the crowd.
His footsteps were slow, every step felt like walking on the edge of a knife.
He walked step by step to the open space in front of Jin Wuhao, paused for a moment, then bent his knees and knelt down.
“Your subordinates are willing to submit.”
His voice was hoarse and trembling, every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, “From beginning to end, I have advocated peace talks with the gods. I beg Your Majesty to be merciful and forgive me and my people.”
Jin Wuhao looked down at him from above, his golden eyes devoid of any expression.
He didn’t nod or shake his head, and didn’t say a word; he just let her kneel there.
That indifferent attitude was more terrifying than any threat.
The blood-red robed woman’s surrender was like a boulder dropped into a calm lake, causing countless ripples among the crowd.
The second person to appear was a skinny man, the same person who had previously advocated escaping in the main hall.
He lowered his head, walked quickly towards the blood-red robed woman, and knelt down as well.
No one could see his expression, but his shoulders trembled slightly as he knelt down, whether from fear or embarrassment, it was hard to tell.
The third, the fourth, the fifth
More and more people emerged from the crowd.
Every time someone took a step, the people around him would whisper and glance.
Those who were still hesitating saw their friends give up one after another, and their hearts began to waver.
Some people clench their fists, then slowly release them.
Several people gritted their teeth and finally sighed.
Several people looked up at the golden light surrounding Jin Wuhao, then at the magical artifacts in their hands that seemed so small under the divine light, and quietly stepped out of the group.
More and more people knelt in the open space. At first, there were only a few scattered people, then they became small groups, and then they became large groups.