It was dark in Snow Wind Ridge.
Most of the spirit farmers were already resting and ten squads of guards patrolled the surroundings of Snow Wind Ridge constantly, guarding the land.
"Brother Han, what's up with the Territorial Lord recently? Why did he send so many people to patrol?"
"That's right. Previously, there were at most three squads patrolling at night. Now that there are ten squads guarding, it's making people nervous."
"There might be something going on,"
The cultivator surnamed Han said in a deep voice, "I heard that every night, Commander Shen Fei will lead hundreds of people to patrol the area within a five kilometers radius."
"Is it that serious? In my opinion, you guys are worrying for nothing," Another cultivator laughed.
"Bandits! We're under attack!"
Suddenly, a sharp and hurried shout sounded in Snow Wind Ridge!
