At this moment, Jing Ke was a bit at a loss, hurriedly stepping forward to help Yan Dan up.
"Crown Prince, what are you doing?"
"If there's something to say, let's talk it over." Jing Ke said in a deep voice.
But Yan Dan stubbornly knelt on the ground.
"Please, sir, save my state of Yan." Yan Dan's tone was low, carrying a kind of deep-seated desperation and unwillingness.
Upon hearing this.
Jing Ke was somewhat baffled: "I don't understand what the Crown Prince is saying, isn't the state of Yan fine? Why talk about saving it?"
"Though the state of Yan exists now, it may not exist for long." Yan Dan raised his head, his eyes filled with intense sorrow.
It must be said.
This Yan Dan was quite a dramatic character, if Zhao Feng saw this scene, he would praise him as an actor.
As a Crown Prince of a country.
Such a loss of composure, such humility, kneeling in front of a commoner.
One can imagine the shock Jing Ke received.
Perhaps.
