"You do the dressing." Luo Zheng's face darkened as he grabbed his gun and, ignoring the pain in his chest, quickly ran towards the gate. His eyes were cold and filled with unease. Upon reaching the entrance, he suddenly noticed a large group of people outside the castle, cautiously moving up with their guns, covering each other in formation. They were only about three hundred meters from the gate, which alarmed him. Upon closer inspection, they didn't seem like Wolf King's men.