Qingyang City, West Gate City Tower.
Zhou Ping'an's eyes were distant as he gazed at the cavalry formation slowly approaching the city like dark clouds, faintly hearing the sounds of battle. He let out a long breath and turned his head, "Little Jiu'er, you and Snow Girl stay here and watch; don't leave the city."
"Brother Ping'an..."
Little Jiu'er obediently "hmm"ed, opened her mouth but then said nothing more.
In her large eyes, however, seemed to be many unspoken words.
And Xiao Xue, the maid standing beside her, was also tightly clutching the hem of her clothes, her delicate hands with veins faintly standing out.
"Don't worry, your sister is fine.
Although her cultivation is one level lower than those opposite her, the realm of her Wave Subduing Blade Technique is extremely high. For a time, she will be in no danger."
