This Girl Isn't Simple

Qi Yuan took his gaze off the monitor screen. With that girl's momentum, she probably wouldn't be able to hold her ground all the way to the top of the mountain. He turned to Young Marshal Mu with concern.

"Young Marshal Mu, there are more than a dozen sentries on the mountain, and almost 100 people. It is the same amount of people as one of our units. I'm afraid that in her current physical state, she won't be able to fend them all off."

If they had been in her shoes it would have been impossible for them to fight 100 people, let alone this little girl...

No matter how much stamina she had, there was no way she would emerge unscathed.

If they really hurt her, perhaps Young Marshal Mu would fly into a rage.

Mu Feichi stared at the agile figure on the monitor intently. Her white casual attire had been stained with dirt at the first sentry post and made her appear somewhat unkempt.