"Eldest Young Master, let Elder Zhang handle this; it's too dangerous here." Mo Changfeng firmly shielded Zheng Ji. Although Zheng Ji was also a cultivator, he was not suited to combat, and his special status could not afford any mishaps. At the very least, Mo Changfeng would never allow Zheng Ji to be harmed under his watch. It was his responsibility as both 'teacher' and 'subordinate'.
"Damn it, there are too many of them." Despite being agitated, Zheng Ji understood the current predicament. The attackers were coming in waves, and it seemed they had already surrounded the entire tomb, with over a thousand people present, all in chaos. The valley's entrance was so narrow, and the high ground had been taken by the enemy. Rushing out blindly would certainly make one a live target for arrows.
