Shi Jiutu surprisingly bowed respectfully towards Feng Yin, his face full of sincere remorse.
Next, Shi Jiutu held up his longsword, the blade shined brightly, like a pool of clear water.
Raising his white eyebrows slightly, he said nonchalantly: "All the masters from the Great Qin who are protecting the path of gentleness, you can reveal yourselves now. We are all on opposing sides, there's no need for pretences. Let's settle our differences in one decisive battle, this victory and defeat will also determine life and death!"
As he spoke, behind him, figures flashed one after another. From the rocky mountains on both sides and the dense forests in the distance, black shadows appeared mesmerizingly.
They stood on both sides, surprisingly numbering in the hundreds!
All of them were masters from the Chu Country.
Feng Yin sighed: "Living up to his impressive reputation, Master Shi has truly used amazing strategies for the sake of Great Chu. I'm impressed."
Shi Jiutu said: "Oh?"
