Baichuan Liu and Consort Cheng Ying, who were about to unleash their powers, stopped in time. They looked at each other suspiciously, then swept their eyes around and saw that many others wore the same strange expressions. Yet even more people had charged straight out, only realizing halfway through that everyone else had stopped.
The entire battlefield came to a bizarre halt, like a surging tide forcibly brought to a stop.
"Mr. Bai, should we accept it!?" someone beside him asked eagerly. "This sounds pretty interesting!"
"Wait. No one do anything rash!" Baichuan Liu ordered everyone to retreat. "I'll contact Golden Crow Immortal Lord right now. We'll leave the decision to the Immortal Lord!"
As they spoke, the words before them rapidly transformed into: "Recruitment concluded."
"Baichuan Liu, you're not fighting anymore?" Consort Cheng Ying called loudly. "Then I'll set up the barrier again."
Qingyun Mansion had occupied Yunhuang Ancient Road for so long that it naturally had not been idle. It had long since laid down layer upon layer of barrier traps, waiting in comfort for the exhausted enemy. Dragon Sparrow Summer Palace had spent more than ten days clearing most of those barriers and traps. If they withdrew now, Consort Cheng Ying would soon be able to restore them to their original state.
Faced with the provocation, Baichuan Liu gave no response. His retreat only grew faster, as if he truly intended to abandon this military operation. Consort Cheng Ying frowned. Baichuan Liu was not one to act without purpose. His strange behavior clearly concealed some unknown objective.
The others thought the same. One of his subordinates looked at Baichuan Liu. "Is this a feint to the east while attacking the west? Or are you luring the tiger away from the mountain? Mr. Bai, how should we coordinate