Chapter Two: The Divine Statue of Yinglong, Falsely Accused as an Evil Deity
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The live chat was flooded with a torrent of venomous comments, overwhelming the entire streaming room. The family members of the Ji clan on the stage noticed this scene; their initial worry and panic gradually dissipated, replaced by a flicker of pride and exhilaration in their eyes.
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At the border battlefield.
No one outside knew what was happening there.
Facing the doubts, Ji Ling stood firm without retreating. “Commander, please give me a chance. I truly know this deity—their origin, name, deeds; I know everything.”
“You just now gave a list that, while partially matching some traits, is completely incorrect in the details.”
“Not only are the lives of ten soldiers at stake, but also the ten days of resistance by two hundred thousand troops. This will only lead to more casualties.”
“I beg you, please give me an opportunity!”
His expression was serious, his tone resolute.
General Lin remained silent.
He locked eyes with Ji Ling.
Deep within those pupils shone a powerful confidence and a composure beyond his years.
Could it be that what he said was true?
For a moment, he began to waver.
“Commander!” An old soldier, covered in blood, stepped forward. “Why not let him try? He’s not afraid to die—what harm is there in holding on one more day?”
“Right, Commander, let him try.”
“Either way, we’re going to die; one more day won’t matter.”
“...”
Many warriors stood up.
Enduring ten days was the baseline.
One more day would be the limit.
“*Sigh*...” General Lin took a deep breath, looking at Ji Ling with complexity. “So many are willing to believe you, then I’ll give you one chance.”
“You must understand, this chance is bought with the lives of countless soldiers. I hope you won’t disappoint everyone.”
“Rest assured, Commander!” Ji Ling saluted respectfully, then confidently strode toward the statue of the deity.
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On the screen,
Everyone was stunned by Ji Ling’s action.
After a brief moment of shock, the live chat burst forth instantly.
[He’s lost his mind, completely insane! How could General Lin agree to let this useless guy go up there?]
[What nonsense! How can anyone listen to a rookie’s words?]
[Who does he think he is? Just by talking? If he fails, it will threaten the lives of two hundred thousand soldiers.]
[The Ji clan has served in the military for generations, with countless merits—each generation a national hero. How did such a disgrace come about?!]
[Sigh! The two hundred thousand soldiers on the front line are being dragged down by this fool.]
[It’s the first time I’ve ever wished someone would just die.]
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The chat was flooded with anger, drowning the live room.
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Across the nation, there were all kinds of harsh curses.
The host shook his head, turning to Ji Yun. “Major General Ji, do you think your brother will succeed? Also, as the official spokesperson for the deities of the Dragon Kingdom, have you ever heard of this deity?”
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