C85 Chasing Troops

Having made a promise to save someone, he was compelled to act.

On this moonless, windy night, Ye Qinghui's silhouette shot out.

Like a streak of light, his movements were unseen, his speed incredibly fast.

In a flash, he reached Sun Zhongzhi's stronghold.

No one expected him to arrive; the opposition's confidence in their defenses was unshakable