Under the watchful and gloating eyes of everyone, Wang Yan and Luo Yuan walked to the head of the arched bridge.
At this moment, the bridge was filled with soldier terracotta warriors guarding the city. Although they were just standing on the bridge and had not yet attacked, it was imaginable that once Wang Yan and Luo Yuan set foot on the stone bridge, these soldier terracotta warriors would surely launch an immediate attack.
Luo Yuan said to Wang Yan in a trembling voice, "Setting foot on the bridge means death for us. We might as well beg Venerable Ghost Valley for mercy."
Wang Yan only smiled faintly and said, "Don't be afraid, I said before, I absolutely have confidence."
Hearing that Wang Yan was confident, although Luo Yuan didn't believe it, he still breathed a slight sigh of relief.
But at this moment, Wang Yan continued, "You charge forward, and I'll support you."
