"We finally arrived."
Siniang sat on horseback, took down the water pouch, and took a sip.
Today, she wore a red cloak. Although she rode swiftly from Snow Sea Pass to this place, which was indeed exhausting, her body showed no signs of weariness upon arrival.
After all, she had been an accountant for so long, and finally got a chance to take a ride, a way to stretch her muscles.
The Sword Saint remained sitting upright, his gaze carrying a touch of profundity.
"Lord Sword Saint, are you concerned about the people downstream of Wang River?"
The Sword Saint shook his head and said, "I am no longer concerned."
While a great hero fights for the country and the people;
at this moment, he feels nothing towards them.
Ultimately,
in the vast Jiangshan, and the lofty court,
the street,
is too low.
"I won't say that some die to save more and to quickly end this war. It's all nonsense; Heaven and Earth are indifferent, treating all beings like straw dogs;
