"Such a treasure... how could it be allowed to fall into the hands of such a vulgar buffoon?" A voice emanated leisurely from the Holy Fire Guard station in Heling County, "It is far better for such a treasure to be in the hands of an official like me than in the hands of that lowlife."
"Only I, the Chief Flag Officer of the Holy Fire Guard, would not allow such a treasure to be tarnished! Tsk..." At this point, the speaker sighed, "What a pity that the vulgar buffoon was truly too weak."
"He couldn't even withstand a few rounds of harsh torture before giving in, and he calls himself a cultivator? How could the cultivators of the Great Yan Dynasty have such fragile bodies like his?"
"What that Little Banner Officer said wasn't wrong. It's the perfect excuse to label him a rebel."
"Then, killing a rebel wouldn't cause any disturbance.
After murmuring such words to himself, a meaningful smile appeared on his face.
This was the Holy Fire Guard's station in Heling County.
