Upon hearing this, Shandu immediately understood that this was not the time for recklessness. They were no longer just allies, but friends fighting side by side.
He nodded, "I'll follow your lead, Master Nanli."
As a mother, Nanli cared for them more than anyone else, and it was clear that she understood her own body's condition. She wouldn't take unnecessary risks.
Without further ado, Nanli grasped Shandu and used the Transfer Talisman. In the blink of an eye, they were transported to a mountain range near the outskirts of the capital. The autumn wind blew gently.
The thunderclouds from the direction of the capital were already moving toward them. The oppressive air was thick with pressure.
Nanli narrowed her eyes, her gaze darkening. "Shandu, are you ready?" she asked.
"I'm ready!" Shandu took a deep breath, but then added, "But we arrived so suddenly... Although my master is injured, she should still be able to protect us, right?"