As if sensing the contempt in the other party's eyes, the Young City Lord defended himself. "How am I someone who fears death? It's just that such a sacrifice would be meaningless."
Seeing her daughter open her mouth as though she were about to mock him, the Dual Cultivation Madam hurriedly cut her off. "Young City Lord, take Xian'er and the Great Khan and leave. We'll hold them off!"
The warriors of Dual Cultivation Manor and Wushuang City all roared in unison, a tragic resolve flashing across their faces. Throwing caution to the wind, they blocked Shan Yuru and the others. Clearly, they were prepared to sacrifice their lives to buy time for the others to escape.
"Fine. I'll go to the nearby Western Xia towns and bring back reinforcements. Hold on." Galdan made his decision without hesitation. As a formidable ruler, he could not afford womanly sentimentality. He quickly nodded and called for his personal guards to escort him away, while also giving those who remained a sliver of hope. Though that hope was incredibly faint, it was still hope. What people feared most was having no hope at all. With that thought in mind, those left behind could hold out longer, giving the others more time to flee.
Granny held off Zhan Yu and Leng Yan by herself, allowing the Young City Lord to break free. He hurried over to the Dual Cultivation Princess. "Xian'er, come with me!"
"If you want to leave, leave by yourself. I'm staying with my mother." The Dual Cultivation Princess spoke coldly, showing no intention of departing.
Zhong Youxian gave a sinister grin and swept the iron brush in his hand before the Young City Lord, nearly disemboweling him. "Taking my little beauty away won't be so easy."
Having just escaped death, the