Liu Jingtian raised his arm to call for a halt. The large army behind him followed suit, and stopped in their tracks as they eyed the situation critically.
He didn’t want to be rash and simply react on impulse. He had to see if the other party was really battling or not. In the worst possible scenario, they might even team up against him and eliminate his troops.
Keeping watch on both his front and rear, Zhang Decheng was trying to spot if there was a hidden ambush. Then, he turned around and shouted "Yang Qing, how dare you involve outsiders in the affairs of Suppressing Second Hall!?"
Yang Qing outright ignored him. He led his troops over as they continued to charge towards Zhang Decheng with a fervent intensity.
Zhang Decheng raised his arm and gestured ahead with his finger. Following which, the blue-glowing treasured sword around his waist flew out of its sheath and soared through the skies, slashing towards the oncoming Yang Qing.
