Chapter Forty-Seven: Life, Death, Withering, and Blooming

"It's not your fault."She got up and said to Xu Xiangqian, "Xu Shixiong, let him go. He's just a clown; a mere laugh is enough. To dwell on him too much would only lower our status.""Hmph!" Xu Xiangqi...with fire, how arrogant is thatYou are too much, Dòu Zhāo!In this level of confrontation, neither side can afford any extraneous actions. Every move must create combat value. Otherwise, it's a failure...