"Are you provoking us? It seems there's no need to carry on with the so-called life-and-death fight."
The gentle words soothed the roaring voices.
At the same time, flecks of starlight fell from the sky, healing the soldiers' wounds and allowing them to stand again.
The man in the Silver Moon White Robe walked out from among the soldiers, his demeanor calm but his words filled with resolve.
"General Qi's jesting remark shouldn't be taken to heart," he said.
"Aren't we all here to temper the younger generation against each other?"
The gaunt man clad in bronze armor slowly stepped out from the ranks of the Chu Nation soldiers.
All over his body, he radiated a fierce and savage aura.
"Is that really so?" Ji Lu stepped out of the crowd, her eyes tinged with a trace of sarcasm.
It was not difficult to guess why Chu Nation proposed a life-and-death fight at this moment.
