Cen Qiaofu and Water Ghost were both speechless.
"After all, it's still a bit difficult to perform a sword strike above his level." Bazhun'an grinned. "But after waking up, he will improve a lot. Help me up, cough cough... Cough!"
When Cen Qiaofu lowered his body, his face was covered in Bazhun'an's blood.
He put him down silently, wiped himself clean, and carried the two.
"You should have let me do it," Water Ghost said with a frustrated tone as he looked at their pale faces.
Bazhun'an shook his head slightly. "You can hold up the city, but I just finished issuing the Holy Emperor's Golden Edict. I don't know how many days I will take to recover before issuing another one. We don't have that much time."
As he spoke, he looked in the direction of Central Region and muttered, "He wouldn't give us this much time."
Water Ghost also looked into the void and nodded silently.
He was aware of the fact.
