Zhao Minghua drew the longsword from the chariot's frame and stood in front of the chariot.
In that instant, Chun Nuan felt her nose tingle and her eyes redden.
She knew then: Zhao Minghua was not a simple person.
However, facing so many people alone was still quite strenuous for him.
"Qingsheng, can we go around them?"
Chun Nuan asked softly.
Qingsheng was startled: The young master is still fighting bravely in front, and the young lady wants to escape first?
Yet, recalling the young master's instructions, Qingsheng could only nod.
"Yes, we can."
Before setting off from Shu City, the young master instructed him: No matter what happens on the road, don't worry about him; he has his own way of escape. Take care of the young lady above all, and follow her instructions.
Qingsheng thought, his young master was truly a passionate man.
However, to be fair, the young lady indeed has the ability and skills worthy of the young master's efforts.
