The old man noticed Guo Fengyan's hesitation and said with wide eyes:
"Fengyan, when there are more people, it might change the outcome. Fortune-telling is just a minor art and can't truly change anything."
Guo Fengyan looked at his companions around him, took a deep breath, and said, "Even if we're going to leave, we should at least give a warning."
"I'm afraid if you go to tell them, we won't be able to leave, and even now if we try to leave, we might not make it." The old man hunched over, spoke softly.
This wisdom that people become more refined over time was evident in him.
Even though their bodies had been greatly enhanced, they still couldn't completely withstand bullets.
With so many soldiers here, if they suddenly fled, they could easily be shot dead in the chaos.
However, since the formation was so long, they just needed to find a relatively weak spot to break through and escape from here.
