In this life, people make countless choices, and those choices lead to either good or bad outcomes. But one must take responsibility for them, right or wrong.
Ten thousand years ago, Mozhan made a choice he believed was right, but now, he believed he was wrong. He should not have fled, carrying the heavy burden of his people's survival. He should have died on that battlefield! Because he was Mozhan. The Commander of the three thousand generals of the Ancient Demon Clan, the god of war in the hearts of millions of Demon Clan warriors!
Time cannot be reversed. Not even a mighty being proficient in the laws of time could return ten thousand years to alter that battle. So, Mozhan wanted to atone for the guilt in his heart as much as possible. Fortunately, he encountered Xu Lai today.
Mozhan soared into the starry sky and let out a long roar. "I, Mozhan, am no coward who fears death!"
