At first, he seemed unable to understand anything the host said, as if she were playing a lute to a cow. But now, he seemed to understand most of what the host said, and even knew how to protect her.
"Didn't you say he was an ancient prince?" What was so mysterious about him? When they encountered him, the robe he was wearing had already revealed his general identity, hadn't it?
I think he might be a Great General, though perhaps a Great General who also held the status of a prince.
After all, only a Great General could remain so calm and kill without mercy using the bloodiest methods when faced with a grand scene involving thousands upon thousands of soldiers.
"Stop wasting time. Find me a better route quickly. I have to break out. I'm covered in too much blood."
It had been a long time since Su Qiao had experienced a scene like chopping down zombies in the apocalypse. She felt a little unaccustomed to being splattered all over with blood—or some other liquid—like this.
You could just have him carry you and fly. Why make things so complicated?
"The fact that he can fly can't be allowed to become known to anyone else for now."
At least until her cultivation was nearly complete—until she reached the Foundation Establishment stage or above and had a certain ability to protect herself.
She couldn't let herself become his weakness.
There are the fewest of them to the southeast. You two will have the easiest time breaking out if you head that way.
"Let's go."
Underfoot was black-red blood giving off a strange odor, before her lay severed limbs, and her body was covered in all kinds of disgusting fluids. Su Qiao was genuinely beginning to feel sick.
Although these