He was Xiang Yu! The Xiang Yu who was too ashamed to go back home to see his elders and committed suicide at the bank of the Wu River!
"What an extraordinary mighty hero! " Wu Qi thought inwardly, as he rested his eyes on the tall and mighty figure who sat on the dark horse and was emanating an immense, murderous aura. He could not help himself but breathed out a long sigh, then coughed out two mouthfuls of blood and dragged Lord Xiansheng back away from the battlefield. At present, he was yet to possess the ability and power to poke his hand into the conflict between these men. But, sooner or later, Wu Qi would let these heroes of the past know that the world was a very large place, and they were not the only heroes!
With both eyes filled with burning flame, Wu Qi retreated back carefully.
