Encumbered by heavy armor, Jia Dali could not catch Yan Guo as he fled at full speed.
Seeing the commandery troops withdraw from the gorge like a swarm of ants, he had no interest in pursuing them to slaughter them. He dropped straight out of the air and landed before Chu Xisheng.
"Who was that woman just now? Do you know her?"
Chu Xisheng blinked, then shook his head. "I don't."
Jia Dali snorted.
He recalled the battle at the Taste-Knowing Pavilion. The sixth-grade expert who had killed the Second-in-Command of White Cloud Stronghold had exactly the same build as that woman.
As if those two don't know each other.
This Azure Cloud Prodigy of common birth clearly had some backing after all.
But everyone had secrets.
Since Chu Xisheng was unwilling to speak, Jia Dali had no intention of digging deeper.
He folded his arms and looked Chu Xisheng up and down. "Your cultivation is a little weak, but you'll just about do as master of West Mountain Hall. At least you won't disgrace our Iron Banner Gang."
Chu Xisheng chuckled and walked toward the valley's other entrance. "Whether I become master of West Mountain Hall still depends on whether we can take West Mountain Town. Liu Dingtang will hear about the commandery troops' defeat within half a quarter-hour at most. Don't let him retreat into West Mountain Town."
In truth, with the battle having reached this point, he was certain of victory even if Liu Dingtang retreated into West Mountain Town.
But the casualties would be heavy.
More than thirty brothers of Vanguard Hall had already died taking Poppy Valley.
Jia Dali sneered. "If I still let them retreat into West Mountain Town at this point, I'll write my name backward."
As Chu Xisheng walked toward the sturdy