Yao Qing walked over from the direction of the escort team.
She had changed into fiery red, tight-fitting armor, her dark hair tied behind her head, and a cyan sword hung at her waist. She looked capable and spirited.
"I'm going with you."
Yao Qing stepped up to Luo Feng and said.
Luo Feng frowned slightly. "Black Wind Camp is a formidable force. I won't have time to look after you then, and your life could be in danger."
Yao Qing's expression remained unchanged, a determined light in her eyes. She nodded. "I know. But I have to go. I'm familiar with Black Wind Camp's situation and can lend you a hand. I definitely won't slow you down."
Luo Feng knew he couldn't stop her, so he nodded and said no more.
"Miss, I'll go with you!" Captain Fang offered.
Yao Qing shook her head. "Uncle Fang, if both of us leave the escort team, what will happen if bandits attack?"
