"What's a pity?" Gu Qingheng frowned.
"It's a pity your madam is not here. Actually, I was more looking forward to a duel with her," Flame sighed, seeming a bit regretful, "That girl seems to be stronger than you, right?"
"Indeed, my wife is formidable," Gu Qingheng nodded, "However, there's no need for my wife to deal with you. Having me, the General, is quite enough."
"Haha... Gu Qingheng, I didn't expect you to have such a sense of humor. What do you think, if I were to capture you, would it draw your wife over here?"
Gu Qingheng smiled slightly, "That would probably disappoint you." He didn't elaborate on why.
"Shall we give it a try?" Flame said and suddenly struck toward Gu Qingheng.
But before Gu Qingheng could make a move, Ming Guang, standing beside him, reached out to meet the attack. The two palms collided with a thud. Flame staggered back half a step, but Ming Guang only swayed slightly, clearly showing who was stronger.
