The opponent wasn't moving, but Gu Ma couldn't just sit idle. Zuo Xiaotang could keep this up indefinitely, but maintaining his golden zone was a massive drain on him. This wasn't an infinite resource, and while the ominous Zuo Xiaotang could afford to do this, he, Gu Ma, couldn't.
He had to keep the initiative. If he halted his attack, he'd be playing into Zuo Xiaotang's hands. But at this distance, in this situation, unpredictable variables could come into play. The enemy could suddenly use a teleportation move, and he would lose track of him — or perhaps they had a second teleportation move up their sleeve, one that they could control...
No!
Wrong!
Countless thoughts flashed through Gu Ma's mind, which only made him realign his train of thought. What does a sniper value most?
Patience!
He was getting anxious — letting any external factors influence him was a mistake. If Zuo Xiaotang could pretend to be dead, why couldn't he?
