As dusk fell, the setting sun resembled blood.
Xu Qi An saw a rather sumptuous meal before him. At the table sat an elderly woman with a gentle demeanor, a young man, a pretty young woman, and two children of different ages.
They were Zheng Xinghuai’s family… I’m now experiencing this from Zheng Xinghuai’s first-person perspective, reliving his memories… Xu Qi An, having experienced empathy before, immediately understood.
He quietly listened to Zheng Xinghuai scolding his son.
Zheng Xinghuai had two sons. The eldest had pursued an official career and, benefiting from Zheng Xinghuai’s guidance, had an excellent reputation and a promising future.
The second son was a wastrel, spending his days idly training falcons and fighting dogs. Due to Zheng Xinghuai’s strict family discipline, this second son didn’t dare to bully others, and couldn’t even be a proper ne’er-do-well.
He was a good-for-nothing failure.
Today, the Second Young Master Zheng had been drinking in a brothel and got into a conflict with a military officer, resulting in a severe beating.
Zheng Xinghuai berated his second son harshly.
The Second Young Master Zheng, feeling wronged, complained, “Father, I was just visiting a brothel. That brute started the trouble, not me. What did I do wrong?”
Indeed, what’s wrong with visiting a brothel? Xu Qi An felt it was unfair to the Second Young Master Zheng.
“Father, I want to visit my parents’ home. Next month is my father’s sixtieth birthday,” the daughter-in-law spoke up.
Before Zheng Xinghuai could respond, the second son waved his hands repeatedly, saying, “Are you crazy? The barbarians are causing havoc outside recently, and Chu Province is so close to the border. What if we encounter barbarian riders on the way?”
His face showed terror as he scolded his clueless wife.
Zheng Xinghuai angrily said, “You cowardly thing, how did I ever produce such a useless child?”
Xu Qi An couldn’t see Zheng Xinghuai’s face, but in this state of empathy, he could feel Zheng Xinghuai’s anger of disappointment. He felt both disappointed and helpless towards this second son, thinking him utterly useless, not even comparing to a single hair of his elder brother.
At this moment, a man in light armor rushed into the inner hall. He carried an ox horn bow on his back and a long saber at his waist. It was Li Han.
Li Han said urgently, “My Lord, the garrison troops have suddenly entered the city and are gathering civilians en masse. We don’t know what they’re planning.”
Zheng Xinghuai was startled and asked in confusion, “The garrison troops are gathering civilians? Where are they gathering them, and who’s leading the troops?”
Gathering civilians, for a massacre? Xu Qi An’s heart tightened as he focused intently, then heard Li Han say:
“The civilians are being gathered in four directions: east, south, west, and north. The Commander-in-Chief, Duke Que Yongxiu, is leading them. He should be in the southern part of the city now.”
Zheng Xinghuai put down his chopsticks and stood up, saying, “Prepare the horses. I want to see for myself. Notify Mr. Zhu to accompany me.”
Immediately, Zheng Xinghuai led his household’s “guest advisors” and rode towards the southern part of the city. Along the way, they indeed saw garrison soldiers escorting civilians, forming queues, heading to an unknown destination.
“Stop! What are you doing?” Zheng Xinghuai shouted to halt them.
The heavily armed soldiers looked at him coldly, without a word.
Zheng Xinghuai shouted his question again, still receiving no response.
A sense of foreboding rose in his heart. He didn’t bother with the low-ranking soldiers any further, suddenly whipping his horse and galloping towards the southern part of the city.
Following the trail of soldiers, Zheng Xinghuai quickly reached his destination. He saw a sea of heads, roughly estimating over a hundred thousand people.
There were common folk, merchants, and even government clerks. This group was gathered in an open field in the southern part of the city, packed shoulder to shoulder.
Thousands of heavily armed soldiers, some with powerful bows, and others with military crossbows surrounded this group.
Zheng Xinghuai’s gaze swept across and locked onto Commander-in-Chief Que Yongxiu, high on horseback, and beside him, over a dozen black-robed spies.
The Northern Warlord’s spies… Zheng Xinghuai narrowed his eyes and shouted sternly, “Duke, what are you doing?”
“Administrative Commissioner Zheng, you’ve come at the right time,” Que Yongxiu’s single eye looked coldly at him. “Commissioner Zheng, do you know why the barbarians keep invading the border, burning, killing, and looting?”
Zheng Xinghuai didn’t understand why he was asking this and frowned, “What does this have to do with you gathering civilians?”
Que Yongxiu pointed his long spear at the hundred thousand civilians and laughed, “Of course it’s related. As subjects of Great Feng, we should dedicate ourselves to securing the borders of Great Feng, even unto death. We should shed our blood for the continuity of Great Feng’s national destiny. Don’t you think I’m right, Administrative Commissioner Zheng?”
“Nonsense…”
Just as Zheng Xinghuai was about to rebuke him, he suddenly saw Que Yongxiu spur his horse and charge toward the civilians.
“Thud!”
His long spear pierced a civilian’s chest, lifting him high. Blood sprayed out, and the man on the spear tip struggled in pain for a moment before his limbs went limp.
Chaos erupted instantly. The surrounding civilians started screaming, while those further away, not having witnessed this bloody scene, remained bewildered.
Zheng Xinghuai’s eyes nearly popped out of their sockets: “Que Yongxiu, you dare to slaughter innocent civilians? Have you gone mad?”
The massacre is about to begin… Xu Qi An already knew what was coming next. Through empathy, he deeply understood Zheng Xinghuai’s shock and fury at this moment.
“Don’t be impatient, Commissioner Zheng. It’ll be your turn soon.” Que Yongxiu shook off the corpse from his spear tip and waved his hand, “Fire arrows!”
Thousands of armored soldiers simultaneously drew their bows, aiming at the gathered innocent civilians.
“Whoosh whoosh whoosh…”
A rain of arrows shot out, as dense as locusts, like a downpour.
Each arrow would take a life. One by one, civilians fell to the ground, shot by arrows, crying out in despair. Lives were as worthless as grass. This included the elderly and children.
Those who luckily escaped the first wave of arrows began to flee, but waiting for them were the sharp blades of elite soldiers. As soldiers of Great Feng, they showed no mercy in slaughtering Great Feng’s civilians.
“Help, help…”
“Don’t kill me, please don’t kill me.”
The civilians panicked, kneeling and begging for mercy. They couldn’t understand why Great Feng’s army was killing them. Why these border-guarding soldiers, instead of killing barbarians, were turning their blades on them?
Thud…
The blade fell, people fell, blood splattered.
The soldiers showed no mercy despite their pleas and kneeling.
“Outrageous, what are you doing? I’m a student from the prefectural school, a holder of the xiucai degree. You’re slaughtering innocent civilians, a heinous crime…”
A scholar in a blue robe, face pale, bravely stood out in front of the civilians, loudly rebuking the soldiers.
Nearby, a squad leader drew his sword with a “clang” and viciously stabbed it into the scholar’s chest.
Warm blood flowed along the blade. The scholar stared at him, staring hard…
Xu Qi An felt his soul trembling, unsure if it was from himself or Zheng Xinghuai, probably both.
“Kill everyone, leave no survivors,” Que Yongxiu raised his long spear and shouted.
No survivors, of course, included the present Administrative Commissioner Zheng.
Several spies drew their weapons and fiercely attacked Administrative Commissioner Zheng.
The guest advisor surnamed Zhu lowered his stance, his fist igniting with a transparent flame-like energy, distorting the air, and suddenly struck out.
A black-robed spy, instead of retreating, advanced. His five fingers were like claws, catching the incoming fist energy, and suddenly tearing it apart. “Whoosh,” the fist energy dissipated into a whirlwind.
“My Lord, run quickly.”
The guest advisor surnamed Zhu stayed behind to hold them off, while the other guards escorted Zheng Xinghuai as they fled toward the Zheng mansion.
As the horses galloped away, Zheng Xinghuai looked back one last time. He saw thousands of soldiers bending their bows and shooting arrows, piercing through civilians’ bodies; he saw soldiers wielding swords, slaughtering a mother fleeing with her child; he saw Que Yongxiu high on horseback, his single eye coldly watching all of this.
Lives were like grass.
Beasts… Xu Qi An heard the thought, unable to distinguish if it was his own, Li Miaozheng’s, or Zheng Xinghuai’s.
The soldiers along the way ignored them, mechanically and numbly repeating the work of escorting civilians, driving them towards designated locations.
Zheng Xinghuai knew what fate awaited these civilians. Several times he ordered the guards to rescue them, but the guards refused, continuing to escort Zheng Xinghuai back to his mansion.
“I’ll gather the household guards. You quickly notify Madam and the young masters. We must leave the city immediately, we’ll fight our way out,” Li Han, carrying the ox horn bow, shouted.
Soon, the household guards gathered in the front courtyard. Apart from weapons and armor, they carried no valuables.
“Father, father… what’s happening? Have the barbarians broken through?” The Second Young Master Zheng came running out with the women, his face pale, eyes streaming with fear.
“The city soldiers have mutinied, slaughtering civilians. We are among their targets. We must leave the city quickly,” Zheng Xinghuai explained briefly.
Even at this moment, Zheng Xinghuai was bewildered. He didn’t know why Que Yongxiu and the Northern Warlord were gathering and slaughtering civilians, or what purpose such atrocities served.
But having navigated officialdom for half his life, he knew this was not the time to investigate the truth. The immediate priority was to leave Chu Province and escape danger.
The Second Young Master Zheng’s body swayed, nearly unable to stand. It was his wife who supported him.
Everyone was long accustomed to the Second Young Master Zheng’s cowardly behavior, including Zheng Xinghuai himself.
Under the protection of the guards, the women and children entered the carriages. Everyone else mounted horses and galloped furiously towards the city gate.
“They’re catching up!” Li Han, carrying the ox horn bow, shouted.
Several black-robed spies were in hot pursuit. They ran faster than horses. Li Han twisted his waist, turned back, and drew a powerful full bow. With a twang, the arrow whistled through the air.
The spies were not weak. They dodged arrow after arrow, killing in an instant. They swung their long swords, descending from the sky, slashing towards the carriage.
“Protect the Madam!”
Wei Youlong in his purple robe swung his cleaver upwards, blocking the spy’s blade. Energy exploded, and the carriage made a creaking sound as if about to fall apart.
Both sides fought while fleeing, soon reaching the city gate.
Ahead, hundreds of heavily armed soldiers were already waiting. On the city walls, even more soldiers were waiting.
The Commander-in-Chief, Duke Que Yongxiu, sat high on horseback, looking at the group trying to escape the city, with a cold smile: “Commissioner Zheng, you can’t escape.
“Not only are there elite soldiers on the city walls, but also top-tier experts carefully nurtured by the Northern Warlord. No one can escape.”
They can’t escape. Once the city gate closes, with a large army and experts guarding from above, even the barbarian army might not be able to break through… Xu Qi An’s heart sank.
He was immersed in the scene, his heart extremely anxious and distressed. Reason told him that these people of the Zheng family couldn’t escape…
Administrative Commissioner Zheng reined in his horse and shouted, “Que Yongxiu, what exactly are you trying to do? Are you rebelling?”
Que Yongxiu grinned viciously, “To kill you insects, why would I need to rebel?”
His single eye flashed with a fierce light. He was cruel and cold. He raised his long spear and shouted, “Kill!”
With wolves in front and tigers behind, the situation instantly became perilous. The guards tried their best to protect Administrative Commissioner Zheng and his family, but in the face of life and death, they had to exert all their efforts just to survive. How could they still take care of so many ordinary people who couldn’t even tie a chicken?
After a round of fierce fighting, the carriage overturned. The women were hacked to death by chaotic sword strikes. Que Yongxiu thrust his long spear, impaling Zheng Xinghuai’s young grandson, and laughed wildly:
“Commissioner Zheng, you pride yourself on being an upright official, intolerant of the slightest wrongdoing. Two years ago, you disregarded Duke Huai’s face and strictly investigated the military field case, executing three of my capable subordinates for encroaching on military fields. Did you ever think there would be a day like this?
“I kill your descendants as a reciprocation. Catch this well!”
He shook his hand, throwing the child’s corpse towards Administrative Commissioner Zheng. But this was a feint. In the moment Zheng Xinghuai instinctively reached out to catch it, Que Yongxiu threw his long spear.
The long spear pierced through a body, pinning it to the ground.
But the one who died wasn’t Zheng Xinghuai, but that cowardly, good-for-nothing wastrel.
The Second Young Master Zheng, this cowardly wastrel, raised his pale face and choked, “Father, it hurts so much. I’m, I’m so scared…”
He was still that useless wastrel, already married with children, yet still crying to his father.
But this useless coward who feared death had, in the critical moment, pushed his father aside and used his own body to block the spear, without even blinking.
He feared his father, he was submissive, but in his heart, his father should be like the sky above his head, more important than anything.
Xu Qi An suddenly felt tears blurring his vision, his eye sockets burning. He instinctively wanted to reach out and wipe away the tears, only then remembering he was just an observer. The one truly crying was Zheng Xinghuai.
The empathy ended here, and the scene shattered. The last image fixed in Xu Qi An’s eyes was Que Yongxiu’s ferocious smile.
…
He suddenly awoke, opening his eyes. In his ears was the sound of Zheng Xinghuai’s loud sobbing. Recalling so vividly the scene of his family’s tragic deaths had caused the Administrative Commissioner to break down emotionally, ending the empathy prematurely.
The crying went from intense and high-pitched to low moaning. After a long while, Zheng Xinghuai carefully wiped his tears with his sleeve, his eyes red, and bowed, saying:
“This official has lost his composure.”
“I’m sorry,” Xu Qi An returned the bow, exhaling a long breath, and asked, “What happened after?”
Li Han, carrying the powerful bow, said in a deep voice, “We sacrificed two fourth-rank experts to break out of the city, and then we’ve been hiding and seeking out righteous heroes, trying to expose the Northern Warlord’s plot.”
So, except for Zheng Xinghuai, all his family members died in Chu Province… Xu Qi An glanced at everyone and said softly, “I need to go out and clear my head.”
The air here was exceptionally stuffy, the carbon dioxide from the bonfire making people extremely uncomfortable. Xu Qi An even felt a tightness in his chest.
Ignoring the expressions of others, he turned and walked to the cave entrance, pushed aside the branches covering it, and walked out.
He stood in the valley, breathing the cool air, only then realizing that the chest tightness had nothing to do with the air. It was unresolved anger, unexpressed rage, and unsettled emotions.
Soft footsteps came from behind.
“I want to go to Chu Province,” Li Miaozheng said softly.
Great hatred is silent. No joy or anger could be seen on her calm face, but her eyes were filled with determination.
“We should go to Chu Province to see, but anger will only overwhelm reason. Before we go, let’s organize our thoughts and review the ‘Blood Massacre for Three Thousand Li’ case,” Xu Qi An broke off a dead branch and bit it, saying:
“The Northern Warlord massacred the city to refine the blood essence and break through to the second rank, but refining blood essence takes time. So he chose to massacre Chu Province, using the habitual thinking of ‘darkness under the lamp’ to deceive everyone.
“When I intercepted the Northern Warlord’s spy earlier and used soul-summoning to question him, that spy didn’t know where the Northern Warlord had massacred the civilians. But from Administrative Commissioner Zheng’s memories, many soldiers and spies participated in the massacre.”
Li Miaozheng frowned and said, “You mean those soldiers and spies are very likely to have had their memories modified.”
Xu Qi An nodded: “It’s also possible they don’t know what they’ve done. Either way, it’s not something a martial artist could accomplish. So, the Northern Warlord has helpers, top experts from other systems helping him.
“That expert even can restore Chu Province to its ‘original state’, but I’m not sure which system it is. The Northern Border has been infiltrated by many barbarians, all investigating this matter. The Northern Warlord must know this. He either stops refining the blood essence or he’s fearless. This way, with our strength, it’s hard for us to do much.
“Miaozheng, I need you to spread the news, to the barbarians, to the demon race.”
Li Miaozheng nodded. She could fly on her sword, very suitable for delivering messages.
Xu Qi An met her gaze and said, “I’ll stay here to protect Lord Zheng. Wait for you to come back, then we’ll go to Chu Province together.”
Li Miaozheng sighed in relief: “You must wait for me.”
“Time is of the essence, go quickly.”
“Alright.”
Li Miaozheng summoned her flying sword and gracefully leaped onto its spine, hovering in the air.
Xu Qi An returned to the cave. Administrative Commissioner Zheng and the others all looked at him. He said solemnly, “Lord Zheng, everyone, wait here for my news.”
Administrative Commissioner Zheng seemed to sense something and hurriedly asked, “What are you going to do?”
“Go to Chu Province to investigate the case.”
This was reasonable, and Administrative Commissioner Zheng and the others nodded slightly.
Xu Qi An’s gaze swept over them, and he said, “You heroes protecting Lord Zheng, never abandoning him, I admire you. It’s because there are heroes like you in the world that make life interesting, and make people aspire to be better.
“I promise you all, I will severely punish the culprits and bring justice for the people of Chu Province.”
Zheng Xinghuai stood up and bowed: “If so, this official can die without regrets.”
Li Han and the others bowed: “We can die without regrets.”
…
After dawn, Xu Qi An arrived at a small county town and sought out the best inn.
After paying with silver, he asked the waiter for a bucket of water. Xu Qi An closed the door, took out the Book of Earth fragment, and with a shake of his hand, the sleeping princess rolled onto the soft bed.
“Wake up…”
Xu Qi An gently patted her cheek, suddenly remembering that he had given this woman a love potion. He immediately transferred his energy, forcibly waking her up.
The princess murmured as she opened her eyes, her scattered pupils slowly regaining focus. She looked at Xu Qi An in confusion for a few seconds, then her face suddenly stiffened, and she shrank to the foot of the bed like a little rabbit.
While examining herself and looking around, she cried out, “You, you, you, what did you do to me?!”
Her eyes were wide and round, trying to look fierce, but giving an impression of bravado masking fear.
Xu Qi An felt like laughing when he saw her, his heart unknowingly becoming peaceful. He shrugged and said, “I didn’t do anything to you, I just let you sleep for a while.”
“I don’t believe you. You knocked me out, you must have had ulterior motives,” she said angrily.
You’re at least a young married woman, can’t you judge for yourself if your bedroom has been invaded by a villain… Xu Qi An complained inwardly but calmly said:
“I’ll go out for a while, you can check for yourself.”
He waited at the door for a moment until he heard the young married princess’s soft voice from inside: “Mr. Xu?”
Xu Qi An pushed the door open.
The princess was sitting at the dressing table combing her hair. She turned her body sideways, glaring at him from the corner of her eye, “Why did you knock me out for no reason?”
She continued to gaze at herself in the mirror, focusing on combing her hair.
It seems she has confirmed that she’s still intact, so her anger has subsided considerably.
Xu Qi An picked up the wooden bucket and poured water into the copper basin, then added a bottle of red medicine. He buried his entire face in it, rubbing continuously, rubbing continuously.
About a quarter of an hour later, Xu Qi An’s face was burning hot. When he raised his face again, he had become a different person.
This person was so handsome it would shock the Party, put Louis Koo to shame, a unique beauty of the age… This was what Xu Qi An thought.
He pushed the princess aside and gazed at the familiar face in the mirror, momentarily lost in thought.
After a while, he murmured, “It’s been a long time…”
The princess examined him and slowly nodded: “Who are you disguised as? Such an ordinary appearance is indeed suitable for undercover work.”
As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Xu Qi’an glance at her obliquely with murderous intent.
What do you know about handsomeness? Xu Qi An didn’t look at the princess who had been through hell, and said indifferently, “I’m going to investigate the case. It’s not convenient to bring you along, so I had to resort to this.”
After a pause, he said solemnly, “The Northern Warlord massacred Chu Province.”
Clatter!
The wooden comb fell to the ground. The princess came back to her senses, her face a mix of shock and grief. She unconsciously lowered her voice: “Chu, Chu Province?”
No matter who it was, upon hearing this news, they wouldn’t believe it.
The princess was no exception.
Xu Qi An briefly described Zheng Xinghuai’s story.
The princess murmured, “Although I don’t like him, and I despise how he and his brother traded me like a commodity, deep down, I still admired him. He was the number one martial artist in Great Feng, with great talent and strategy, guarding the border for the people of Great Feng for over a decade…
“I was wrong. He’s a selfish person. He guarded the border not for the people, but simply because Great Feng belongs to their family, and they don’t allow outsiders to plunder.
“Similarly, in their eyes, the people are also commodities, can be traded, can be sacrificed. When he needs to, he can sacrifice them without hesitation.”
She had known about the Northern Warlord’s massacre of civilians, but hearing Xu Qi An mention the process of the city’s massacre, she couldn’t help but feel emotional for a moment.
The Northern Warlord’s atrocities were unforgivable, and Duke Que Yongxiu deserved to be cut into a thousand pieces. But he was both a third-rank martial artist and a prince of Great Feng. Who could punish him?
Who could make him admit his crimes and submit to the law?
At this moment, she heard Xu Qi An say, “I need to leave for a few days. Stay obediently in the inn, don’t go anywhere.”
As he spoke, Xu Qi An placed the Book of Earth fragment on the table, “Help me keep this for a few days.”
Once Monk Shenshu was allowed to fight freely, there was a risk of losing all items on his person, including clothes.
The Book of Earth fragment was of great importance. He was originally unwilling to let the princess see it, preferring to give it to Li Miaozheng, but the princess was still sleeping inside it. She wasn’t an object, she couldn’t stay in the Book of Earth forever.
To prevent Great Feng’s number one beauty from starving to death, he had no choice but to resort to this. Fortunately, the princess was a naive girl with little knowledge. To her, the Book of Earth fragment might just seem like a small mirror of crude craftsmanship.
The princess didn’t look at the jade stone small mirror, but gazed at him: “Where are you going?”
At this moment, images flashed through Xu Qi An’s mind: civilians falling like grass, the scholar with a sword thrust into his chest, the mother fleeing with her child only to be killed along with the child, the young child impaled on a spear, the Second Young Master Zheng nailed to the ground…
“I said I would punish the Northern Warlord. He doesn’t deserve that blood essence. I will make him and Duke Que Yongxiu pay the price.”
Xu Qi An looked at her calmly, his face showing no emotion, but his eyes were full of determination: “I’m going to Chu Province.”
The princess looked into his eyes and knew she couldn’t stop this man. She bit her lip and said softly, “You must come back, you, you promise me.”
“Alright.”
Xu Qi An nodded and stood up to walk towards the door.
“Xu Qi An.”
She shouted, seemingly not reassured. In her haste, she stood up, knocking over the chair, chasing after him a few steps. Gathering her courage, she said:
“The young man’s chivalrous spirit, connecting with heroes of the five cities. Hearts open, hair standing on end. In conversation, life and death are shared, a promise worth a thousand gold.”
A promise worth a thousand gold, so you must come back.
…
At Mount Tuotian.
The horn sounded “woo woo”.
Twenty thousand elite cavalry of the Qingyan tribe gathered on the plain at the foot of the mountain. They rode horses with single horns on their heads and covered in scales, brandishing curved swords.
Amidst the sound of horns, they gazed at that majestic palace.
Boom, boom, boom…
Heavy footsteps came from afar. A two-zhang tall green giant stepped out of the palace, each step causing a slight tremor in the ground. In his hand, he dragged a giant sword that no ordinary person could use, leaving deep furrows in the ground.
The Qingyan tribe’s cavalry silently watched their leader. The scene was quiet, with only the sound of heavy footsteps.
The green giant raised his heavy giant sword and roared deeply: “In Chu Province.”
“In Chu Province.”
“In Chu Province.”
The Qingyan tribe’s cavalry raised their curved swords, waving them and roaring.
…
In a black mountain somewhere in the north, in a misty valley.
A white-robed sorcerer with blurred features stood at the edge of a cliff, looking down. The valley below was shrouded in a thick mist that never dissipated, with no grass growing and no living creatures.
“Zhujiu.”
As the white-robed sorcerer’s words fell, the thick mist suddenly boiled, like a woman dancing with light gauze.
Amidst the layers of mist, a black shadow swiftly approached, stopping in front of the white-robed sorcerer.
The mist parted, revealing a huge snake head, completely red, without scales, with a single closed eye on its forehead.
Its body, raised high, was as tall as a mountain peak. The white-robed sorcerer in front of it was as small as an ant.
Legend has it that in ancient times, there was a divine demon who ruled the extremely cold northern lands, with a single eye, no scales, and red all over. When its eye opened, it was day; when closed, it was night.
Zhujiu, the leader of the northern demon race, was a descendant of that divine demon.
“In Chu Province,” the white-robed sorcerer smiled.
The vertical eye on the giant snake’s forehead suddenly opened, a golden light breaking through the clouds, visible from tens of miles away.
…
On a cliff, under an old pine tree with exposed roots, a stunningly beautiful and charming woman stretched out her hand, her sleeve falling back to reveal a fair, slender arm.
A black hawk circling in the sky swooped down, landing on the woman’s arm, speaking in human language: “That person sent a message, it’s in Chu Province.”
The extremely beautiful woman in a white dress smiled charmingly: “It seems he not only wants the blood essence but also the Northern Warlord’s life. Pass on my order, all demon soldiers, attack Chu Province.”