White Poplar knew the barbarian shaman outside the city was using an evil ninth-grade bone flute to disrupt the battle. As he darted through the chaos in Iron Blood City, he was also thinking of a way to deal with it.
White Poplar figured that if things really came down to it, he might have no choice but to risk charging out and stopping the shaman.
Facing three barbarian chieftains armed with ninth-grade weapons alone was incredibly dangerous, but it was still better than doing nothing.
However, when he heard Tie Xiaofei calling from a distance, White Poplar nearly rolled his eyes. Go out with you and kill them? I must have a death wish. With your luck bad enough to smoke, you'd be charging straight into a death trap. I'd be better off risking it alone.
Pretending not to hear, White Poplar carried on with what he was doing. He even secretly warned Lan Xin and the others to stay away from Tie Xiaofei. Anyone who got involved with that guy was bound to have bad luck.
The situation was already extremely urgent. Tie Xiaofei didn't know whether White Poplar really hadn't heard him or was pretending, so he anxiously called out again, "White Poplar, the situation is critical! Let's join forces, break out, and kill the three barbarian chieftains to save Iron Blood City!"
After Tie Xiaofei's second reminder, White Poplar could no longer pretend he hadn't heard. But going out with Tie Xiaofei, that walking calamity, would take immense courage.
Risking it alone was still better than joining forces with him. But he couldn't pretend he hadn't heard. What should he do?
As his thoughts flashed, White Poplar simply decided to play dumb.
As luck would have it, three Earth Emperor Realm barbarians appeared ahead. White Poplar