Liu Dong and Zhang Yuanzheng exchanged a glance. Then Zhang Yuanzheng cleared his throat and was about to speak.
Unexpectedly, Han Xu said, "Two protectors, take your people and withdraw from the camp."
"Otherwise, it'll be difficult for me to fight without holding back."
Liu Dong's expression immediately turned ugly. Han Xu's words clearly meant that the Suo Po Association was a burden.
But King Chu Jiang's reputation was formidable, and the two of them dared not disobey him. They merely thought that, after returning, they would have to say a few words to their superiors.
"Let's go."
Zhang Yuanzheng waved his hand, ordering everyone who could still walk to withdraw from the camp. Then he looked at Han Xu. "Branch Chief Han, this woman is extremely important. Please don't let your guard down and allow her to escape."
Han Xu remained silent.
Yu Qiushui, however, laughed. "Don't leave. We're having so much fun. Stay and play."
As she spoke, one Yu Qiushui after another darted toward the members of the Suo Po Association.
Just then, a towering Ice Wall suddenly rose between the numerous Yu Qiushuis and the Suo Po Association.
Black mystic ice joined together into one massive sheet, separating the two sides.
Han Xu strode proudly toward the numerous Yu Qiushuis. With every step he took, black frost spontaneously formed across the ground.
He exhaled faint white vapor and said, "Branch Chief Yu, whatever you want to play, I'll be happy to oblige."
The Yu Qiushuis turned their heads toward Han Xu and spoke at the same time. "Is that so? I'm just afraid you won't be able to afford the game."
Han Xu suddenly moved. The sword in his hand was like a butterfly flitting through flowers as he unleashed an extraordinarily agile sword technique, its