Peng Bo's face showed a hint of bitterness. Seeing the ruthlessness in Li Xuantiang's eyes, he knew it was useless to persist further. He could only grit his teeth and say, "Second Master, if you are willing to take these three children away, I, Peng Bo, am willing to risk this old life of mine to carve out a path of escape for you. How about it?"
"Leader Peng, as long as the green mountains are left, there is no need to worry about firewood. Why act in desperation?"
Li Xuantiang offered some advice, seeing Peng Bo's determined expression, he knew that he wouldn't listen anymore. After a moment of silence, he could only nod his head.
"Thank you, Second Master!"
Peng Bo respectfully bowed to Li Xuantiang, then touched the cheek of the infant in his arms before sternly addressing the two children:
