"I said, we're going to the west camp," Li Yidao declared firmly.
He came to a direct halt, standing still in his tracks.
His expression had turned grave, and his gaze was fixed on the leader guiding the way.
His demeanor was icy cold.
At the same time, his right hand held a talisman.
Meanwhile, Yang Qingyue was the first to react by gathering energy in her hands. Sister Zhou hesitated for a moment but then positioned herself directly beside Li Yidao and Yang Qingyue.
This position allowed her to provide limited support to the two and, at the same time, offered effective protection against potential threats.
It wasn't that Sister Zhou was afraid of death at this moment.
The main point was that she couldn't become a burden.
She had to ensure that, during the course of the battle, she wouldn't be considered a hostage to threaten Li Yidao and the others.
