Zhao Xing turned to Xiao Sheng and said, "Wait here."
Xiao Sheng refused without thinking. "Brother Xing, I want to go in with you. My martial arts skills might not be as good as yours, but I definitely won't hold you back. Moreover, you've seen my spearmanship before. I know how to shoot too!"
Xiao Sheng had never received formal training before, so Zhao Xing was really worried about bringing him. "The group of people following Wang Long will most likely be sentenced to death if they're caught. They're a group of outlaws with guns, so they'll probably fight to the death!"
Xiao Sheng wasn't intimidated by Zhao Xing's words at all. He stared straight back at him and said, "Brother Xing, I can do it. My family has a shotgun and I've grown up using it. I can take responsibility for my own decisions!"