"If we leave, what about you and Qing Qu, brother?" a member of the Shadow Troop asked.
Qing Ye grinned and said, "We have our mission, and... we feel pretty cool following the new boss."
Saying that, Qing Ye turned and continued to sprint toward the sound of battle cries.
Behind him, someone said, "I don't know, but I feel like that old rascal Qing Ye looks down on us a bit? How come only he gets to show off, as if he's the only one with a sense of mission and responsibility, and we don't?"
As Qing Ye kept running, he heard more and more footsteps behind him.
Three hundred Shadow Warriors, not one more, not one less.
His lips curled slightly, as he heard the hundred or so firearms around him automatically disengage their safeties, the synchronized sound of chambering bullets was thrilling.
300 meters.
200 meters.
100 meters.
The battle between Jindai Yunlo and Jindai Yunxiu was happening on the street ahead, turning right would reveal the battlefield.
