The opponent's continuous moves made Luo Zheng annoyed and somewhat flustered. This feeling was frustrating; as a soldier, Luo Zheng disliked being on the defensive. His sharp eyes swept across the audience, his fighting spirit rising as he said, "The opponent has already made a move. Not reciprocating when someone comes is rude. This is our territory; we must not let anyone make a laughingstock of us."
"Do you have any plans?" Lan Xue calmly asked back.
Everyone looked over curiously. Luo Zheng took a deep breath to calm himself before continuing, "The previous defense principles remain unchanged. Besides, doesn't the opponent want us to be disorganized? Then let's show them our chaos, make them think we've lost all direction."
