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
