When Wu Jingguo glanced back, he could see how his father finally ran away from his position. Seeing that his father was far away from him made him feel relieved. He didn't mean to think of his father as a burden, but he knew that he wouldn't be able to fight freely if his father was still with him.
When he once again looked in front of him, he could see how he was surrounded by people glaring at him with eyes full of hatred. He was fully aware that he would not be able to escape because the enemy soldiers had caught up to him, and that was why he finally drew his weapon and prepared to fight.
"At least, His Majesty won't get hurt," he muttered to himself, but the night was too quiet, and the people around him managed to hear his whispers.
