On the floating island of the Chu family camp.
In the middle of the crowd was a tall man, at least two heads taller than ordinary people. He was dressed in a dark purple robe and had a thick black cloak draped over his shoulders. His brows were horizontal and his forehead was wide, his nose was as high as a mountain, and his eyes were deep and dark.
Surrounded by a few generals of the Chu clan, they sat on a large chair carved with ferocious beasts.
Behind the chair stood a tall and slender woman. She was also dressed in a black robe and had long black hair. Her expression was cold.
Looking at the Qi family's progress in cutting the tree bark, the woman bowed slightly and said, " "Young master, we might not be able to catch up with the Qi clan's progress today."
"It's fine,"
Although the man's body was burly, if one looked carefully, there was a bit of youthful spirit in his strong outline. He should not be old.
