Qi Yue's voice was gentle when she issued the order, but Qi Lu and Qi Cheng undoubtedly heard it. The two of them lacked confidence to begin with, and now they were thrown into full-blown panic.
Qi Lu gasped sharply. "Kill them? Take no prisoners?! Qi Cheng, use your skill quickly... Fuck! What are those white lights?!"
Qi Cheng was listening to him, but he also caught sight of the streaks of white light from the corner of his eye. "What... the hell... Surely she wouldn't go that far..."
Qi Yue's strikes were clean and decisive. She didn't hold back in the slightest. Taking captives would naturally be ideal, and she knew to preserve the greatest benefit for Zhao Chi whenever possible. However, her current mission was a swift execution. For the sake of securing victory in the overall battle, this small handful of prisoners could be sacrificed.
