Yan Xiaobao sat beside the Saint, looking at Wan Qiao, gesturing for her to come closer. "I need you to play the role of a scout," he said as he looked up at the sky. "Fly over the mountain and see if you can spot their army. Let me know where they are waiting, how many there are, and what kind of experts they have among them." Although some Saints might find it unqualified to be used as a scout, Wan Qiao nodded immediately. As she began to follow the request of the white-haired young man, this beautiful woman transformed into a bird and then turned to the sky.
"As we cross the peaks, I need all of you to take the lead. Don't use all your speed, as I don't want you far ahead of the rest of the army, but I need you ready to cover us as we descend. We should choose an unfortunate place where the enemy's army is waiting for us."
