In the border pass of October, the cold wind was bleak.
After assigning all battle plans, Shangguan Yun stayed in place to await Wang Man's army, while Gu Jiao and Xuanping Hou led their troops ahead.
The two had just mounted their respective warhorses when a Herculean figure galloped towards them, exuding vigor.
"Hey! You two are so disloyal! Going out to fight on your own! Leaving me in the wounded camp! Not cool!"
It was Tang Yueshan.
"You were injured," Gu Jiao said.
Tang Yueshan retorted irritably, "Is that even an injury? I merely got bitten by a mosquito!"
Gu Jiao: Little underling, mind your tone, or I'll give you a shot, okay?
Tang Yueshan lightly coughed and said, "Once the poison is neutralized, I'm fine. I don't care, I want to go too!"
He was naturally combative, so he wasn't willing to idle away in the wounded camp!
"Then follow me," Xuanping Hou said.
