At this point, only a short segment of the incense remained before it burned out. Lin Wanwan slightly curled her lips, suddenly pulled the reins, and imitating He Miao, charged towards her.
This side-initiated collision is definitely a strategy of inflicting a thousand enemy casualties at the cost of eight hundred self-damages.
Although He Miao had been wary of Lin Wanwan all along, she had underestimated Lin Wanwan due to her perception of her as a novice, making it too late for her to react. She only managed to yell, "Are you crazy!"
"Stop!"
"Absolutely not!"
Someone shouted from the sidelines.
Just as they were about to collide, Lin Wanwan suddenly bent over, holding onto the horse's neck and lifting slightly. The horse beneath her let out a long neigh, reared up, and kicked up a cloud of dust.
