"Corbin Lee."
Julius Reed spoke coldly. "Retreat thirty meters."
Corbin Lee nodded, raised his right hand, and waved it three times backwards.
Rustle!
The horses of the Sky-Burning Camp saw the gesture and slowly retreated!
The Wolf Cavalry never looks back in battle!
Their faces always face the enemy!
The horses retreated in order.
Stopped at about thirty meters.
"Orson Martinez, give up." Julius Reed didn't want to push too hard. Orson Martinez doesn't have to die. If it weren't for that uncontrollable ambition, they could've been good friends.
He had the Wolf Cavalry retreat thirty meters, as a gesture to show Pranay Martinez his attitude.
A distance of thirty meters means nothing to the Wolf Cavalry; it's just a matter of a second.
But it was enough to demonstrate Julius Reed's magnanimity.
"Thank you." Pranay Martinez turned around and resolutely headed towards Skilid City.
He stopped at the city gate.
A full half minute!
