Jun Wu Xie who was disguised as a male youth looked at the pitiful looking little fellow. If it was at any other time, she wouldn't really have minded. But….. the corners of her eyes had swept over all the people with the little boy, and the carriages behind him.
Upon those horse carriages, hung the same banners, and the insignia upon those flags, was not unfamiliar to Jun Wu Xie. They belonged to a tiny little place called the Buckwheat Kingdom, and how tiny was tiny?
So tiny that even the Qi Kingdom could be declared as a big country in front of them!
