Zhuge Rui's expression slightly changed as he dodged the arrow without delay, ready to rush into the house to seize someone.
He did not expect that his ever-successful Concealing Technique would be seen through the first time it was used in Qin Capital.
"Thief!"
Dong Zhao thrust his spear, its shaft piercing like thunder.
Zhuge Rui dared not take it head-on and had to explosively retreat.
Four eyes clashed, cold rays shooting back and forth.
Clang!
Sparks flew from the clash of the spear and silver light.
Zhuge Rui's heart trembled.
In two exchanges, he already confirmed that the armored person before him was definitely not weaker than himself.
If he couldn't win, he shouldn't linger in battle.
Retreat!
He turned to escape.
"Thief, stop!" Dong Zhao pursued with his spear.
Cui Ye of the Camp Repair Department arrived late, opened the door, and entered the house, relieved to see Sun Jun still there.
