Obviously, Yuan Yaoyang had drawn his sword.
Seeing this, Lu San realized they were under attack. Panic set in immediately. "Where are the guardians?! Eldest, fetch my saber! Hurry and back them up!"
Hearing this, the eldest Lu son hurried to fetch the broadsword.
Saber in hand, Lu San marched toward the front gate without a word.
Beside him, Huo Erlang and Liu Wulang were even more panicked. Only one thought occupied their minds.
They wondered if the Great Righteous King had attacked.
Ahead, Lu San stepped out of the courtyard gates with his saber, only to see soldiers constantly scaling the walls of his dock fortress amid deafening battle cries.
As for Yaoyang...
He glanced around but couldn't spot Yuan Yaoyang among those still standing.
"What's going on?"
Terrified, Lu San was about to say something when he suddenly heard Yuan Yaoyang's weak, low voice. "Brother Lu, run! It's Zheng San!"
