From afar one could see the 2 people on top of that high platform jumping down. They rode on two extremely majestic and strong Windrider foals before frantically escaping into the depths of the army camp.
Beneath the high platform, there were 400-500 personal troops, their faces were green. Along with a few thousand soldiers in charge of guarding the camp, they blocked outside of the camp gates. However as they were hurriedly gathered, each of them extremely terrified and filled with fear, they were more or less in a total mess.
Seeing the situation Zong Yuan's eyes revealed a few bits of cold disdain. Disappointment rose up within his chest. These 2 people actually didn't have the courage of working together and facing him!
2 years ago, even when he knew they he would definitely die, he didn't even take a step backward from Feng Yu's knife. How could such a person be spoken of in the same sentence as him?