Chapter 1810: Desperation

but they were all Jinyiwei.Leaning against the window, Sabao raised his wine cup. The warm, slightly hot cup glided slowly across his fingertips. By Sabao's side, a scout was reporting on the situati... pitch.The people who had gradually lost hope around them, like a candle being lit in the darkness, saw light and hope.Every Qin person present felt a surge of blood coursing through their veins, an o...