All the soldiers, their expressions ranged from guilt, to indifference, to coldness, to anxiety...
But no one moved.
Because of Mo Qian and Mo Mo.
It seemed that even holding the General Token couldn't shake the power the two held over the army.
Lin Fan's gaze was cold and sharp.
He knew that Mo Qian and Mo Mo were opposing him.
"What's going on? Didn't we say to rescue the Princess?"
"Yes, we did."
"Then why aren't you leaving?"
"Please, General, walk slowly and no need to see you off."
Mo Qian cupped his hands slightly, his face carried a faint, cunning smile.
Lin Fan's eyes burned with fury; this meant he was to rescue her alone?!
The enemy has hundreds of thousands of troops!
Besides, Mo Ningxiang is the young Princess of the Xuan Clan!
If the Xuan Clan themselves didn't rescue her, but instead sent an outsider like him, wouldn't it be a laughingstock?!
How could they not fear Mo Chen's wrath?!
Lin Fan paused, suddenly remembering their whispered conversations.
