"Your subordinate obeys."
After a simple arrangement, Zheng Quchi retreated behind the shield soldiers, who then formed the first line of defense.
After an unknown amount of time, two figures were ejected from the cave entrance. They crashed heavily to the ground, panting heavily, staring angrily and resentfully into the cave.
Zheng Quchi's eyes widened slightly.
"Brother Wei, Lieutenant Wang!"
When she looked up again, she saw a tall, burly black figure emerge from the shadows of the cave. He was carrying someone on his back, but his steps were thunderous and domineering. The long tip of his knife scraped against the ground, making a sizzling sound.
Zheng Quchi narrowed his eyes slightly, and after recognizing the other party's identity, his gaze gradually darkened: "Mad Blade Gan Xin..."
She had initially thought the Mo family had sent many people to break her out of prison, but when she saw that it was just Gan Xin, the Mad Saber, she thought it would have been better if they had sent more people than just him.
Gan Xin's irritated gaze passed through a row of shield-bearing soldiers standing at attention, finally landing directly on Zheng Quchi.
He raised the sharp, blood-stained blade, pointing it at Wang Zebang and Wei Yao's storefront. His pupils inadvertently contracted slightly, and a sharp glint flashed in his eyes: "Zheng Quchi, do you know that with my mad blade, I can kill kings and ministers above, and locusts and ignorant people below? If one person blocks my way, I will kill one person; if a million people block my way, I will kill a million people?"
No wonder he's known as Mad Blade; he's not only mad with his blade, but his personality is also incredibly arrogant.
Zheng Quchi looked at Wei Yao and the others in the hands of Kuang Dao Gan Xin, their faces pale with anger and fear, as powerless as children... Her lips were pressed tightly together: "...What do you intend to do?"
In fact, Gan Xin was also injured, but he was too strong. So strong that even with his injuries, people would overlook his weakness and only see his unyielding strength.
“But today, I haven’t killed a single person,” he continued in a deep voice.
Zheng Quchi was a little confused. He had stormed into the camp and was surrounded by a group of people, but he hadn't killed anyone.
She looked at the person he was carrying on his back—Qiu—her gaze dimmed, but her tone remained calm: "What do you intend to do?"
This was the second time she had asked.
It also means that she doesn't intend to fight him to the death.
The killing formation she had just set up, even if it couldn't kill Kuang Dao, could at least severely injure him. However, Wang Zebang and Wei Yao were within arm's reach of Kuang Dao, and it would be easy for him to attack them if he wanted to.
Injuring the enemy by a thousand while losing eight hundred of her own is not something she wants, especially as she is about to enter Shengjing, a place that may be a dragon's den or a tiger's lair.
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