He had no idea how to control this Nine Dragon True Flame Array.
The moment Wan Qing caught the Command Flag, the flames that were about to devour him immediately and obediently retreated.
He let out a sigh of relief, then waved the Command Flag with a grim expression.
The flames surrounding the other white-haired Taiping Captains also receded.
The white-haired Captains were a sorry sight. Their hair and eyebrows had been completely burned away, and their Brocade and Ink Shirts were in tatters. If not for the defensive properties of the embroidery on the chest, they would have been forced to run around naked.
"Lao Wan, if you'd been any slower, we'd have been cooked well-done,"
an old Captain said.
"You're the useless one. Why blame me?"
Wan Qing retorted sarcastically.
"How much damn stronger are you than me? If it weren't for Xiaosu, you'd be a pile of ash right now."
The old Captain muttered with a twist of his lips.
