After the Battle in the Dark of Night

The array flickered, and the two from the Holy Vassal disappeared into the sky.

"Why did you guys not keep them around?"

Xu Xiaoshou asked with a puzzled tone. Then he noticed the four seniors standing before him, all caked in blood.

They have fought long and hard. So, why did the seniors not do their best in those last moments to hold back the masked man and Cen Qiaofu? Why just let them go instead?

Were reinforcements not already coming our way?

Had they kept them for a little longer, maybe those two would have been defeated.

"Xiaoshou."

Qiao Qianzhi slapped his shoulder and elaborated, "If those two at Sovereign Stage wanted to leave, there was no guarantee that we could hold them back. We might fail even if we doubled up the number of fighters on our side. So, how can we do it with just a few of us here?"

"Besides, those two are anything but ordinary."

Xu Xiaoshou looked stunned.