When Hua Yanluo heard this, her face grew even more anxious, and she repeatedly shouted, "Saintess, you mustn't! You are our Celestial Sect Saintess, the Third Princess of the Great Xia Dynasty. Even if everyone here dies, we cannot let you get hurt!"
In her urgency, she knelt with a thud.
"The Saintess is the greatest prodigy of the Great Xia Dynasty, with limitless potential. She is the hope for the future prosperity of both the Great Xia Dynasty and the Celestial Sect. You mustn't be soft-hearted at a time like this, you absolutely mustn't! It's all my fault. It's all my fault for not having you retreat earlier. I am the one who deserves to die. I deserve to die!"
Xiaoo Ying'Er furrowed her brows. She lifted her hand, tossed the white carpet from the sedan chair onto the ground, then stepped onto it and looked up at the approaching Brown Bear Liao People. "Weren't you trying to capture me? If you can defeat me, I will go with you!"
