Fang Chuning and Xie Jue, Xie Xun, gazed at each other across the torrential rain and howling winds. Fang Chuning's eyes deeply settled on Xie Jue. Both were clad in silver armor, the appearance they knew best over these seven years. Whenever they donned their armor, it was always side by side on the Ningzhou Battlefield, fighting together, laughing and chatting.
He had never imagined there would come a day when he'd wear armor to clash swords with Xie Jue in the Capital City.
The Forbidden Army and Jinyi Guard chased closely behind the Northern Iron Cavalry. There was ambush ahead and pursuers behind, leaving no path of escape. The Forbidden Army and Jinyi Guard were at their heels.
"Ting Feng, if you want to leave the city, it will have to be over my dead body," Fang Chuning softly asked, "Will you kill me?"
"I will!" Xie Jue said coldly.
He didn't even offer an explanation. His longsword slashed the air, "Fang Chuning, move aside!"
