One of the guards said with dissatisfaction, "What's the situation tonight? Why did you get up in the middle of the night to practice?"
"I heard that Her Highness Mingyue suddenly came to our place. It seems that she suspects that the barbarians are going to lay their hands on the supplies warehouse. She has repeatedly warned us to be more careful, so the boss has arranged more guards."
"Ah? Barbarian race? What nonsense are you talking about? The barbarian race is far away, how could they suddenly appear in front of us?"
"Who knows?"
"Alright, let's stop discussing. There's a team coming."
The chief guard halted the discussion and looked into the distance.
On the main road to the Empire's military supplies warehouse, Fang Heng and Mikhael were in a group, following the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce's material transportation team to enter the large warehouse from the West entrance.
"Stop!"
