Taking a deep breath, at such a desperate moment, Wang Junze instead seemed to relax slightly. He turned his head, looked at his sister, and asked in a low voice, "Xin, are you afraid?"
Raising her little face, Wang Xin also showed a bright smile: "Brother, as long as I'm with you, I'm not afraid of anything."
"Good!"
With a carefree laugh, Wang Junze said softly, "Then, let's fight together once more as siblings. Let's see how many deserters we can drag down with us!"
Yes, drag down with us!
At this point, Wang Junze understood well that there was no way for himself and Wang Xin to fight their way out. But even in death, he would die gloriously. Without spilling his last drop of blood and exhausting the final trace of True Qi, he would never yield.
"Kill!"
Without waiting for the deserters to make the first move, Wang Junze had already taken a step forward, rushing toward his enemies ahead of them.
