Zhao Yun's voice rang out from outside the cave, echoing like a thunderclap within the cramped space, and the three of them instantly tensed.
Lin Xinghe felt a slight film of sweat on her palms as she gripped her sword tightly, the rough texture of the hilt offering a shred of comfort. She knew Zhao Yun's formidable reputation: Zhao Zilong of Changshan, possessed of boundless courage and peerless martial prowess. To fight him today meant the odds were heavily stacked against them. She took a deep breath, feeling the flow of True Qi within her body, and prepared to meet this grueling battle head-on.
Yun Wufeng appeared much calmer; his brows were locked in a deep frown, his gaze flickering as he paced back and forth inside the cave, seemingly searching for a countermeasure.
Chapter 48