Tie Zhuzi stood beside Xiang Yu, feeling a little sad. Although they had won the battle, he always felt that Xiang Yu had become more ruthless.
"Brother Yu, let's go back," Tie Zhuzi said, supporting Xiang Yu.
Xiang Yu nodded, then stood up and walked towards the rear.
Xiang Yu's body was covered in blood, leaving a bloody footprint with every step he took.
On both sides stood the brothers of the City Guard Army, quietly watching Xiang Yu.
In their hearts, Xiang Yu was the God of Killing, undefeated in battle.
"Everyone else, clean up the battlefield and bury the bodies," Tie Zhuzi shouted after pausing.
Only then did the others react and went about their tasks.
Tie Zhuzi followed Zhao Long back to the base at a slow pace, then Zhao Long stripped and jumped straight into the pool.
Tie Zhuzi also jumped in beside Xiang Yu.
"Brother Yu, you have to believe in Yuhang. He will definitely cure Sister Long Wu," Tie Zhuzi consoled him from the side.
