Outside the tent, raindrops hung in the air like lines, filling the view with a white curtain of water, making it impossible to see far.
However, the sound of the hoofbeats was very neat, trembling the ground beneath their feet. Although the view was unclear, the sound had already reached them, becoming even louder.
Though Zhang Xiaohua didn't understand what was going on, he could sense danger. He Tianshu, who had more experience, was already pale and shouted to Zhang Xiaohua, "Zhang Xiaohua, hide in the tent quickly, find a place to conceal yourself, or escape from the side later. You don't know any martial arts and won't be of any use here. Make sure to preserve your life and report to Gang Master Ou later."
After saying so, he drew his longsword and rushed out quickly.
Zhang Xiaohua stood there, perplexed. Hide? Run away?
His head didn't understand for a time.
