"Master, Second Master..."
Yuwen Ying's eyes were filled with tears as he let out a painful cry.
He drew his sword, ready to charge forward into battle.
The Jade Spirit Snake Princess pulled him back, gazing fearfully at the five thousand troops thundering toward them from afar.
"Brother Ying, you can't go, the Southern People have a saying, 'As long as the green mountains are preserved, there will always be firewood to burn.'
Don't let Master Doroghi and Brother Anman die in vain. To avenge this grievance, there's no rush for revenge at this moment."
"Indeed, Your Highness. Chen Ping has gained momentum, his Military Qi is like a dragon, even Master Doroghi, ranked seventeenth on the Earth List, was killed.
In a duel, no one can stop him now. We must exploit our advantages and overcome him with strategy.
Otherwise, the consequences will be dire. It's no longer a matter of whether we can defeat this person, it's whether we can escape alive."
Yuo Qiu remained relatively calm.
