"We are on a mission, and I cannot tell you anything about it; otherwise, as a punishment, Tang Zheng would be obliterated." Li Xinlan gently patted An Xiuru's back, hoping she would understand Tang Zheng.
"So many people have died, what are you going to do?" An Xiuru no longer pressed for answers, looking at Tang Zheng, "You better leave quickly, find somewhere to hide."
"Someone will take care of it." Li Xinlan forced a smile, she could tell that this woman also deeply cared for Tang Zheng, even planning for his aftermath.
"Go and comfort her a bit!" Ai Yixin pushed Tang Zheng, who was good in every way, except when it came to matters of the heart—he was just too indecisive.
"What is that?" Li Huiwen screamed, pointing at the street corner; everyone turned their heads just to see a large group of Terracotta Warriors charging out.
Whiz, whiz, the Terracotta Warriors drew their bows, the stone arrows tracing an arc as they flew towards the crowd.
