The Southern General turned his head slowly towards the direction of the forest. A giant sword was lodged firmly in his abdomen, pinning him to the ground. However, towards the very end, the forest remained ever so still and quiet. His eyes slowly dulled and then, even the last shred of light left as well. The Southern General has fallen.
Wu Zhe Yan followed his dying gaze towards the forest as well. Golden eyes lingered a little longer and brows furrowed as though he has reached a split road.
Finally, having made a decision, he turned to the teenager by his side, “The city gates will fall soon. I’ll take care of everything here so go bring her back.”
“Her?” Qi already knew the ‘her’ in question, but this command deviated far from what his lord was saying last night.
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