The night is dim, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the pale moonlight seems to indicate a battle that is about to take place here.

Xiao Ling looks at about thirty people standing quietly in the distance with cold eyes. He is a tall and thin man headed by him. He looks at Xiao Ling calmly, as if he is waiting for his answer.

"you were amazing." Seeing that Xiao Ling didn't answer, the man continued to use lame words and said with some admiration.

"is that right?" Xiao Ling responds.

"I admire you very much, but we have our task and have blocked our way....