Song Xiaodong hadn't used his full strength either, only exerting sixty percent of it. One reason was to catch his opponent off guard and defeat them swiftly, and the second was because he sensed that Chu Xianling's battle experience wasn't rich, making her somewhat nervous during this time and unable to perform even half of her usual level.
"Xianling, don't be nervous, just think of it as sparring with the family guard as usual."
"But I still feel a bit awkward. Just the thought of having to kill them in a moment makes me uncomfortable."
"There's no choice. If we don't kill them, they'll kill us. Besides, I can tell you that the Dark Night Sect is definitely not a good sect. Our Dragon Gate always works for China, and they are our greatest enemy. We can't afford to be merciful."
While fighting, Song Xiaodong also provided psychological guidance to Chu Xianling.
"I apologize. I was too optimistic. The real battlefield is much more brutal than I imagined. I will adjust quickly."
