Li Huowang crouched in the Bamboo Forest, using the bushes for cover, waiting for Qing Wanglai's help.
However, as time slowly passed, Li Huowang began to feel pain in his hand, which grew more intense.
Holding the enemy's gun she had just taken, Yang Na quickly observed that something was wrong with Li Huowang and hurriedly asked with concern, "How is it? Are you okay? Should I help you leave here first?"
Li Huowang gritted through the pain and shook his head, tossing his broken hand onto the ground. The intense pain made him instantly much clearer.
"No way, I can't trust them right now. Besides, if we fail this time, even the White Jade Capital might be lost; where would we flee?"
While speaking, Li Huowang moved closer to her, "No worries, just a bit of pain. As long as you're here, I won't die."
Looking at the concern on Yang Na's face, Li Huowang added nonchalantly, "No worries, as long as we can kill the Fate Commander of Fusheng Heaven, my hand will come back."
