"Xuan Li!"
Just then, a furious shout rang out.
Several figures were seen rushing towards the defensive line from a distance.
Li Wushuang heard the voice, looked up, and saw a familiar figure—it was her master, the Thousand-Mechanism Taoist.
"Master is here!"
Li Wushuang's eyes suddenly lit up with hope, as if seeing salvation.
"Uncle Jian, it's my master, my master is here!"
She couldn't help but call out excitedly.
Li Jian looked up, and a hint of surprise also appeared in his eyes.
In the distance, besides the Thousand-Mechanism Taoist, two female generals were also rushing over at high speed, both appearing to be in their forties.
They were Li Muxiu's second and fourth sisters.
All married off to distant places in their earlier years, they had been noblewomen for decades; now, upon receiving Li Muxiu's summons, they immediately donned their long-stored and dusty armor, grabbed their weapons, and rushed over as fast as they could.
