Upon learning that Tokyo Myth and other experts from the Major Servers had joined forces with several million English Server players and were marching on Flying Tiger City, San Mei Shi, God of Wine Dukang, and the others were not worried in the slightest. This remained true even as the Major Servers continued sending elite experts over through spatial classes. In fact, they hoped that even more Foreign Server players would enter the Chinese Server. That way, they could kill more of them later and inflict even greater losses upon each server.
For now, while San Mei Shi and the others continued monitoring Tokyo Myth and the others' movements, the situation at White Bull City was another matter.
Because Ye Luo alone had tied down a large number of Indian Server experts, even though the Indian Server had many players, they could not charge near White Bull City, much less scale the walls and storm into the city. As such, they had virtually no chance of taking White Bull City, allowing the Chinese Server players to deal with them at leisure.
That was right—they dealt with them at leisure. Yan Hua Yi Leng had deliberately instructed everyone not to increase their offensive intensity. As long as they suffered few casualties and could prevent the Indian Server players from approaching White Bull City's walls, that was enough.
"Sister Yan Hua, why are you having us ease up on our attacks?" Long Jieyu asked in confusion. Then, as if she had thought of something, excitement appeared on her pretty face. "Could it be that you want us to save some skills for dealing with Tokyo Myth and the others?"
"It isn't merely about holding back our methods. More importantly, it's about stalling for time," Dongfang Mingxing explained on her behalf. "The longer