Lu Bu had never been someone who could ignore death. In this situation, when he was powerless to resist, Lu Bu could only shout, "Godfather, save me, Godfather!"
"Godfather?"
"It's useless even if you call me father, let alone godfather!" Wu Wei sneered.
As he spoke, Wu Wei shot an arrow.
At the same time that the arrow was shot, Wu Wei had been keeping his guard up against the sudden appearance of Lu Bu's 'godfather'.
However, to Wu Wei's surprise, Lu Bu's godfather did not make a move even after Wu Wei's arrow pierced through Lu Bu's head.
In fact, it was not that He Ying did not want to make a move.
It was because he could not make a move.
He could clearly feel that Zhang Jiao was waiting for him in Luoyang.
If he dared to save Lu Bu, he would have to endure Zhang Jiao's thunderous attack.
He Ying felt that it was not worth it to take such a risk in order to save his son, who was already half-crippled.
