Wooo!
A long, resonant horn call rang out—three long blasts and one short, no more, no less!
At the same time, the ground trembled lightly, the soil shook, and pebbles bounced nonstop!
Earthfire had been tempered by countless wars.
He knew all too well what such a scene meant!
At that moment, Earthfire stood atop his chariot and looked toward the dust rising in the distance, a trace of gravity appearing on his face!
So the variable has finally arrived?
He was not the only one to react this way. Even Zongheng Douluo could not help but change expression.
"Why did it have to be him who came to reinforce us?!"
Any outsider would certainly have found this astonishing.
Zongheng Douluo and the others were currently trapped in a desperate situation, liable to be wiped out at any moment.
The only ones capable of breaking the deadlock were those outside the battlefield.
Yet now that reinforcements had arrived—and seemed to be no small force—there was not a trace of joy in Zongheng Douluo's words.
Instead, they carried a faint undercurrent of worry.
"Once that guy arrives, the situation may be brought under control, but he himself will be in great danger."
Yang Bohu said in a low voice, "Why don't we persuade him to leave as soon as this is over?"
"You can do the persuading. I'm not going."
Zongheng Douluo refused without hesitation, then added, "Besides, if Mr. Xiao asks about this afterward, how are you going to explain it?"
"Say that we drove them back ourselves?"
"I can't bring myself to say that."
Yang Bohu shrugged. "Then let the City Lord decide for himself. Saves me from muddying the waters."
Zongheng Douluo had no response.
As for the others, their expressions varied.
Most of them did not know