She had an impression of Xia Hong's strength.
In mid-April during the Long Mountain alliance, Xia Hong saved Hou Hu, and her second uncle Li Tiancheng said that his basic strength should be around eighteen bristles;
Later in Hanqiong Gourd Valley, when Li Xuanling led the Longyou Army to hunt down Xia Hong, although it was not possible to accurately judge Xia Hong's basic strength, it could be roughly inferred to be just over twenty bristles.
Only a little over two months have passed, and now it's over thirty bristles...
"No matter what, I can only continue to trust Second Brother. If Great Xia continues to develop like this, Longyou will truly change hands, and that can't happen!"
Li Xuanling suppressed the horror in her heart, glanced at Li Xuantiang, a struggle flashed in her eyes, she gritted her teeth and charged towards Xia Hong once more.
Clang...
Xia Hong's strength was indeed too strong.
