Yilan City · South City
"General,"
A middle-aged military officer approached the elderly man standing by the garden, handing over a tablet, "General Mid has already returned to North City."
"Cough, what about Lin En, has he come back?"
Corvey coughed and looked up at the dark clouds overhead.
"North City says,"
The middle-aged officer paused for a moment, "Mr. Lin En stayed at the Kopes Mining Mercenary Corps camp to cover the retreat."
A silent wind blew through the peaceful garden as the pale-faced elderly man stood before the railing, gazing down upon the dimly lit city.
"So it is."
He lowered his head, let out a raspy sigh, then quietly extracted a metal cigarette case and shook out a silver-gray filtered cigarette.
He held the cigarette in his hand but did not light it. Instead, he looked towards the city in front of him and asked quietly, "How are things in the city?"
