When the two ascended the city wall, Xie Xuanyi had already tidied his clothes, even brushing off the snow dust from his shoulders.
"Mr. Xiao Xie, the Mountain Master..."
Snow Master let out a sigh of relief, patting his chest, with a complex expression, said, "It's really great that you're okay."
Xie Xuanyi smiled slightly and asked, "Miss Xue, were you worried I might lose?"
"I..."
Snow Master paused, then gave a wry smile.
Indeed.
The Saint Prince is a formidable opponent. To breakthrough on the battlefield under such circumstances,
they were no longer on the same level.
Snow Master was genuinely worried that if the fight continued, Xie Xuanyi would suffer a major defeat here.
"Don't worry."
Xie Xuanyi said warmly, "Since your master sent me here, there is surely a plan in place."
Before he finished speaking,
in the distant sky, sword lights came sweeping by, accompanied by urgent shouting.
"Senior Brother!"
"Senior Brother Xuanyi!"
