"Brother Sun, it looks like we're in for a rough time this time," Huang Donglai whispered to Sun Yixie, watching the battle unfold in the distance.
"Motherfucker..." Sun Yixie also whispered back, "I see it too, that surname Xiao seems to be in pretty good shape now, feels like Little Lin and the others are struggling to hold the line."
"Mm..." Huang Donglai nodded and continued, "At this point... it looks like only the two of us going up there can turn the situation around."
"Huh?" Upon hearing this, Sun Yixie's expression changed, "No... just you go up, why drag me into it?"
Huang Donglai was blunt, "Because as I look around the entire field, the only weapon capable of clashing head-on with that Blood Sword without falling short is your trident."
"What the hell?" At this moment, Brother Sun's voice suddenly rose an octave, "You actually want me to go up and face him directly? Are you even human, Huang Xudong?"
In his panic, Sun Yixie blurted out the other's full name.
