After the great battle, the battlefield was left in a state of utter disarray.
Jiang Dali led a group of mountain bandits who had submitted, along with his own men, and took direct charge of Tuoshui Mountain Village.
Flutter flutter—
A pigeon quickly flapped its wings and flew out, arriving before long in a dell a few dozen miles from Black Wind Mountain Village.
Inside the dell, Gale Mountain Village Chief Feng Sihai caught the pigeon and, upon reading the note, his expression changed dramatically, and he couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air.
"Black Wind Village Chief, to be so powerfully fierce? Ghost Blade Ji Ming and the others actually all met their deaths at his hand?"
Feng Sihai was almost scared out of his wits by this news, his face turning deathly pale.
