The four remaining members of the Dark Army stepped out of the crowd and firmly took their places behind Old Master Luo.
Mount Luoyun clasped his hands toward Specialist Lin. "Specialist Lin, once this is over, I hope you'll look after the Luo Family. The true culprit has now been brought to justice. For this old man's sake, I hope you'll spare the younger members of the clan who knew nothing about it."
Watching those people leave the group, even Mr. Jingde couldn't keep his eyes from reddening. "Not enough! It's still not enough!"
"And me!"
At the sound of her voice, Yao Shunyu whipped around. Li Bai came limping out. "Have you lost your mind? You're a woman—what are you joining in for?" Yao Shunyu said, reaching to push her back.
But though she could barely stay on her feet, Li Bai's gaze was astonishingly resolute. She grabbed Yao Shunyu's wrist and gave it a firm squeeze, then forced a smile. "Sorry I kept this from you for so long, but I'm a soldier too."
"Make it quick!" Mr. Jingde reminded them. The wooden block protecting them was being pulled by an immense force. It had already begun to warp, showing signs that it was about to break.
"I won't get the chance to see your hometown, but that's all right. Everyone else will go in my place. You... all of you, take care of yourselves." Li Bai went around Yao Shunyu and headed for the edge of the protective barrier.
"Miss, wait!" An elderly voice suddenly called from the group behind her.
Li Bai instinctively turned around. An old man dressed in Miao clothing had stepped forward. He was a freelance fighter recruited from among the common folk, and Li Bai remembered him. His ability, which resembled witchcraft,