"Little brother, please show mercy!"
The young man in the lead was wearing a black light armor and a red cloak. Before the wildebeest could stop, he jumped off the horse and rushed to Beiting Huang.
"Young City Lord, save me, save me!" Steve cried bitterly. He was no longer as reckless as before. He no longer wanted someone to kill Beiting Huang and tear her into pieces.
The young man did not even look at him from the corner of his eyes. He only cupped his hands at Beiting Huang. Under his thick eyebrows and big eyes, his bright eyes carried a hint of a smile, making his upright and handsome facial features look a little elegant. He was clearly a swordmaster with a heavy sword on his back, but there was no murderous aura on him. On the contrary, it was easier to believe that he was a general who was strategic.
