Chapter 710 [Besieging Zhao Yun!]

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Within the camp, located behind the great tent, a Thunderstorm Tank stood still with two individuals atop.

On the left was Stiff Dragon, while on the right was a short man dressed in lavish traditional attire, his chin adorned with a sparse trio of long whiskers, eyes sparkling with intensity.

Both were focused intently ahead at Zhao Yun, battling encircled at The Heart of the Encirclement, their expressions revealing no emotion.

"Prime Minister, this place is dangerous, please retreat for the time being."

A robust man with a plain face and an iron hammer on his back knelt in front of the Thunderstorm Tank, bowing respectfully. Although his voice was ordinary, the volume was naturally as loud as thunder.

"It's fine." The short man furrowed his brows and waved his hand dismissively: "The enemy is merely a single man, not worth mentioning. With them guarding me, I am safe. Zhong Kang, do not worry. You may stand down."