Fairy Ice Phoenix sighed. It was not that she did not understand this reasoning.
Yet as a proud daughter of heaven, her self-respect would not allow her to do it—her companions were fighting a bloody, bitter battle against a powerful enemy, while she left alone.
Though it could not be helped, how was that different from fleeing?
Her pearly teeth bit tightly into her lower lip, and blood faintly seeped from the corner of her mouth, showing just how fiercely her heart was struggling.
"Fine!"
After several breaths, she still made the difficult choice.
Self-respect was important, of course, but it could not compare to her master's entrustment.
She remembered what her master had said before she left: no matter what, this batch of supplies had to be brought back to the main headquarters.
Seeing Ice Phoenix agree, Shangguan Ling was overjoyed, though she also knew very well that if the two sisters stayed here, the outcome would most likely be nine deaths and one life.
But so what? To repay their master's great kindness and virtue, even if she were smashed to powder and shattered bones, she would not shrink back.
Her figure crossed past Ice Phoenix's, and she had already quietly handed the Storage Bag containing the treasures to the other party.
During this process, Shangguan Yan and the Purple-Clad Maiden also cooperated in tacit understanding, greatly intensifying their offensive to draw the other party's attention.
Rumbling booms rang endlessly in their ears, and that bald Devil Race man was already hard-pressed to deal with it all.
Yet this was not the end. Immediately afterward, Shangguan Ling also charged over.
The Thunder Soul Ice Soul Sword in her hand stirred up ripples, and thunder and snowstorms howled toward the other party together.
The three girls truly were remarkable.