"Ahtal, I heard you have the fastest divine steed in the world, right?" A provocative voice rang out, as a ewe emerged from a corner and elegantly approached Xi Mu, "I'm quite interested in your mount."
"Are you guys running out of people?" Xi Mu was indifferent to the provocation, his aloof gaze seeming to pass through the ewe's eyes, locking onto Maqilizor behind the scenes. He said,
"Why not send more powerful fighters to take me down all at once?"
"We have no reason to waste too many people," Maqilizor answered through the ewe.
However, the reality was… there was a shortage of manpower. Although they had urgently dispatched more people, they still couldn't gather quickly enough.
"Is that so?" Xi Mu shook his head, casually cleaved the ewe with his sword, turned, and walked into an alley, heading towards the hiding place of Maqilizor.
