As Red Beard saw Li Yu approach, his face immediately showed a look of wariness, and at the same time, he was yelling.
"Idiot, what are you looking at? If you have the guts, unbind the ropes from my hands. I promise I'll twist your head off!"
"Save your strength..." Iron Spear said languidly, "You know he doesn't understand you, and even if he did, he wouldn't engage in a duel with you."
"Coward! All those imperial people are cowards, only daring to fight us from atop their horses, hiding behind those iron shells," Red Beard said bitterly.
Of course, he knew that such complaints were useless, but apart from complaining, there was nothing else he could do at the moment.
Ever since being chosen, Red Beard and Iron Spear had discussed countless times what those imperial people might want to do with them.
Both of them felt that their prospects were grim.
