"Why not make a move now? Jin Wuwei is injured, and he only has seven men left. We can easily take them out!" After the unexpected battle, neither side could sleep, waiting at the fire for dawn to continue their journey. Tank asked in a quiet voice, puzzled.
"We can't make a move. Even if we can take them out, we'd be severely weakened. In an unknown place full of danger, that's not a good choice!" Yun Hao said softly while adding wood to the fire.
"Indeed, Jin Wuwei is quite formidable, and he likely has some cards up his sleeve. If we want to take him down, we'd certainly get injured. You two taking care of his seven men smoothly isn't easy either!" Cold Face added, following Yun Hao's explanation.
"Damn, you're really underestimating us. She might be a bit weak, but I'm strong enough. Just seven, I can handle them myself. Besides, don't you have two Death Puppets with you?" Tank grumbled dismissively!
