"I didn't wound you, did I?" Wei Liuying asked with a sneer. "Also, who actually makes the first move is clear, isn't it? What's the purpose of me staying here if I know that all of you are going to kill me?"
"The treaty is still existing, Princess."
"Oh, really?" Wei Liuying didn't avert her eyes from the middle aged man as she spoke out. "Mo."
"Yes."
Shi Mo was originally standing by Wei Liuying's side. But when Wei Liuying was provoking the middle aged man, whom she didn't recognize but knew his status was high, Shi Mo moved to the pile of 'black rock' and dried grass.
The moment the order was said, a pouch was torn and Shi Mo started the fire on top of the pile of the black rock and the dried grass. Grey smoke mixed in red color immediately soared to the sky. It was as if a pillar was born in the middle of the dry lands.
"That's…"
Smoke signal.
