"Madam, you are..." Fu Lu looked at Zhu Yu and vaguely guessed what she intended to do. Although he had the same thought, he still reminded her, "Previously, I heard from someone who came that the opponents are numerous, and Prince Xu's side is vastly outnumbered, otherwise the masters wouldn't have taken people to aid them.
That... over there is a life-and-death battlefield... Are you... are you sure you want to go?"
Zhu Yu patted herself: "It's precisely because of that reason that I must go! Although I'm not good at fighting, if anyone gets injured, at least I can save a life. If there's a delay and all the blood is lost, not even an immortal descending from the heavens could bring them back!
Don't worry, I just put on the golden silk armor underneath."
Fu Lu found this reasoning sound. As long as he was there, even if everyone else died, he would protect the madam no matter what.
