"I swear to follow His Highness to the death!"

Yuan Shoucheng said: "Rong Chen will make a divination for His Highness."

Li Zhiyun didn't believe this, but he still said: "That's fine."

When Yuan Shoucheng took out the turtle shell, Yuchi Gong stepped forward, grabbed the turtle shell, and smashed it to the ground.

"Your Highness, why don't you just do the divination if the result of the divination is not good?"

Qin Qiong clasped his fists and said, "Your Highness, I don't think this is necessary."

Du Ruhui cupped his hands and said, "Your Highness, the general trend is yours and the destiny is yours, so it doesn't matter if you don't count."

Seeing that everyone didn't care, Li Zhiyun pulled out his sword with a clang.

"Must win!"

Everyone clenched their fists and raised their hands, "We must win!"

We can only win here.

Must win.
Chapter completed!