AAAAaa!
The screams of a prince could be heard loud and clear. Even though they had moved outside the city while the rest of the soldiers were busy putting down the fire and dealt with the aftermath, Yang Xian was still busy.
Drap! Drap!
The sound of soldiers coming could be heard and Yang Xian turned his head around. Wei Liuying was still riding the horse as she led the rest of the soldiers.
"Strategist Yang."
"Strategist Liu," Yang Xian greeted Wei Liuying politely. His hand was still holding a small knife that was coated in blood and flesh, so he didn't cup his hands together. For some reasons, he really didn't want to let her see this scene at all.
Wei Liuying responded to Yang Xian's gaze by stopping before him. Jumping out of the horse, she looked at the bloodied person before her.
"This is?"
"Prince Nuo from Tang You Tribe, one of the few tribes that sneak into Han Shi Kingdom's territory," Yang Xian replied unhurriedly.
