General Barton originally didn't take Qian Xueying seriously, but when he saw her agile movements despite her serious injuries, he raised his eyebrows.
Seeing his men surrounding her completely, General Barton squinted and stood up, extending his hand to approach Qian Xueying.
"Are you really willing to help me?"
Qian Xueying shrank back defensively, "I... I have an irreconcilable hatred with Gan Yuan, we have a common enemy."
"How do I know you'll be loyal to me?"
"I... I have nowhere else to go now, if the General takes me in, I will naturally be loyal to the General," said Qian Xueying.
General Barton nodded, "Alright, if that's the case, then put down the gun in your hand."
Qian Xueying looked around, her gaze sweeping over the soldiers and bodyguards pointing their guns at her, gritting her teeth, she finally released her fingers and raised both hands.
The soldier who was restrained regained his freedom immediately and turned to rush over to punish her.
