Stepping out of the courtyard, Tang Yi was taken aback.
Before him, several hundred people stood in line, resembling a long dragon—a sight most striking. Led by Ye Qiu, dressed in martial attire, they exuded an awe-inspiring presence!
Their expressions were solemn, their eyes filled with gratitude and admiration as they looked towards Tang Yi.
All of them had drawn their Tang Daos, and on their foreheads, red bands fluttered in the wind.
On every face, an air of stern determination prevailed!
Seeing Tang Yi's complexion wasn't very good, Ye Qiu walked over, clapped his shoulder and said, "Brother Tang, don't feel pressured."
"I, Ye Qiu, lead five hundred brave warriors to see you off!"
"On your journey to the Central Plains, I wish you swift and grand success!"
"If Qin Hui dares to harm you and Elder Jiang, I'll directly lead my men over there!"
"And wash the Central Plains with blood! Even if it means mutual destruction, it's a price worth paying!"
