"Don't let the soldiers from Beihan Country find us," Xue Qianbai said blandly.
"If they find us, we can just run," Li Changqing looked at Xue Qianbai and said, "With a top expert like you, mere soldiers are nothing."
"I don't care about others, just don't let Zhao Beiming find us," Xue Qianbai shook his head.
"Zhao Beiming?" Li Changqing instinctively asked, "Who is he? Is he strong? Even you can't beat him?"
"He's the National Guardian General of Beihan Country, he's troublesome." Xue Qianbai didn't say much, just using the word "troublesome" to describe Zhao Beiming.
Li Changqing didn't understand what concept this "troublesome" held for Xue Qianbai.
By now, the two of them had already reached the vicinity of that plaza.
There was no one here anymore, and the nearby soldiers had been drawn over because of the previous battle.
This was exactly the result Li Changqing wanted to see.
