Seeing Li Jing's gloomy face, Wang Lietian and the others thought he was still brooding over the day's events and hurriedly stepped forward to persuade him, "My lord!"
"The events of the day, truly, are not your fault!"
"That demon was too ferocious, and the magic treasures in its possession were even more bizarre!"
"Embroidered shoes!"
"Tiger-head hat!"
"Tree leaves!"
"A pot of rice!"
...
"Thirty-six kinds of endless, unpredictable changes! Not to mention us, even the immortals in the heavens might find it hard to cope!"
"What is most important is that our Canal is too impoverished! Let alone magic treasures, we don't even have a decent weapon!"
"My lord, with your abilities, you can only display so few! With this ongoing depletion, how can we possibly be a match for them?"
Listening to Wang Lietian's consoling words, others couldn't help but nod repeatedly; today's defeat was indeed not due to a lack of fighting.
