Seeing the cloud of dust rising on the horizon and getting closer, all the players involuntarily backed away from Xie Feng as if for fear that they would be confused and killed by the incoming army.
Gu Qianxue went into a panic and unconsciously stepped forward only to be stopped by Mu Wuying.
Mu Wuying shook her head with a complicated smile and said, "No matter how much you try to persuade him, he will not run away..."
She looked forward and her eyes went slightly out of focus as she looked at the back of the man she longed for. Seeing his back straight, and his right hand holding the crimson spear vertically to the ground, Mu Wuying murmured:
"Even if the enemy were twice as big, he would still not step back. That is the kind of person he is."
