Qi Wu watched Su Li smoking atop a tank with her hands on her hips, his tone as infuriating as ever:
"Hey~ Lady Su Li~ Can't you stand properly?"
Su Li exhaled a mouthful of smoke and glared down at Qi Wu.
"I'm standing just fine. Mind your gate, not how I stand." She jumped off the tank, walked over to Qi Wu, crouched beside him, and waved her cigarette in front of him. "Want a puff to perk you up?"
Qi Wu turned his head away. "No. Keep your distance. That smoke's choking me."
Su Li put the cigarette back between her lips, stood up, and took a step back. "Fine, fine. You're too precious to stand the smell of smoke."
She looked at the enormous spatial gate Qi Wu had constructed, then at the Demon corpses still falling from the sky, and took a drag. "How long do you need to keep this gate open?"
Qi Wu stood near the spatial gate, his Spiritual Power still draining away. "At least another two days before everyone's evacuated."
Su Li's cigarette nearly fell out of her mouth. She took it out and stared at Qi Wu. "Two days? You're staying here for two days without moving?"
Qi Wu didn't look at her. "Yeah."
Su Li fell silent for a moment, then stubbed her cigarette out on the armor. "Fine. You sit tight, and I'll stand guard." She turned toward the city wall, but Qi Wu called her back before she could leave.
"Wait." Qi Wu stopped Su Li. She looked back, and he said:
"Your heavy units are crowding the North Gate. Split off half your troops and send them to the other three walls. Station people at the West Gate, South Gate, and East Gate. Half your forces will