"I have nothing to worry about, anyway, I have no enemies here," Xu Zimei said with a carefree smile.
"But what about you? Aren't you afraid of being recognized?"
"What do I have to fear? It's death anyway," Wu Zhaodi said unnaturally.
"But haven't you avenged your enemies yet?" Xu Zimei asked.
"To be serious, are you just going to surrender like this?" Wu Zhaodi asked.
"If you want to leave, I can help you escape. However, I want to meet the Monarch of the Heavenly Dragon Empire," Xu Zimei nodded.
"Who's going to flee? Let's meet him. It's nothing but the Heavenly Dragon Martial Emperor," Wu Zhaodi forced a statement.
"Don't worry, with me here, you won't have any trouble," Xu Zimei shook his head and laughed lightly.
......
The group proceeded along the main road, and that afternoon, the weather gradually darkened, with what seemed to be a breeze rising in the sky.
In this wind, there was a mix of sand and mud.
