Bright red like maple, how annoying!
That's why she said the maple leaves were too red, not auspicious, see, she was so right.
A sharp whistle sounded, the attack from the dead soldiers became even fiercer and more ruthless, even at the cost of self-harm. It was clear the other side aimed to end them here.
Upon hearing the whistle, Wufu sensed trouble. Sure enough, about ten more dead soldiers rushed over, accompanied by a Jianghu person dressed in black robes - a frail-looking young man. His face was ghostly pale, appearing fragile, yet he shouldn't be underestimated.
What a joke, showing up in a place like this, do they think he's here for a stroll?
"Chi Wu, send the signal, urgent." Wufu said.
Her sword was shattered by the opponent's knife, numbing her arm, leaving her a bit weak. She said, "Fight and retreat, they're playing the war of attrition!"
She was very wary of that frail man.
