Two days later, in Qingshan County, the sky was clear and the gentle breeze was pleasant. In the distance, the Qingshan was lush and dripping, the people lived in harmony, revealing an atmosphere of peace.
"Did you hear? There's a military disaster in the north, and now they're deploying troops to head north. I just came from White Emperor City, and saw government soldiers galloping down the streets. Later, I heard from people traveling with me that this was a redeployment of troops rushing north. It seems the local area is about to get chaotic."
"This old man has heard something too. I heard it's from our Shu area, a Martial Saint who targeted the Prince Mansion over there? Truly impressive." An old man wearing a landlord robe drank, smacking his lips, his face full of admiration.
