This familiar voice took everyone present by surprise, particularly Xiao Yuansui and Yu Wenye.
This voice belonged to Shantong'er!
Even though it had been years, Xiao Yuansui immediately recognized his voice. Although still childish, it was impeccably determined and fierce. Alongside that voice, there seemed to be others shouting angrily, and the rumbling sound of hooves made the ground tremble continually, causing even the horses they rode to sway and pace restlessly.
Xiao Yuansui hastily turned around, only to see a group of shadows galloping towards them in the vast darkness of the night—
With the unsteady light of several torches lit by his men, Xiao Yuansui immediately saw clearly who was at the very front. It was none other than Shantong'er!
The child was clad in a short blue-gray garment. Despite the heavy night dew and biting cold wind, he seemed unaware of the cold, clutching a pair of massive copper hammers as he charged forward.
