Lian Shen's vigorous words resonated in the freezing wind, but there was no response from the open gate for a long time.
Lian Shen raised his head and looked in the direction of the gate. He then kowtowed several times. "Your Highness, please return and help safeguard the territories of our Chu State."
The sound of galloping horse hooves could be heard as a black horse with plumes of white mist spewing out of its nostrils trotted out of the gate, carrying on its back an all-too-familiar figure.
Xiao Jin came up to the kneeling figure and looked down at him. "Lian Shen."
"Yes, Your Highness."
"Where's the thing?"
Lian Shen was stunned for a moment. However, he quickly regained his senses and took out half of the tiger tally, the token of military authority, with gritted teeth. "I beg Your Highness to return. After the battle, His Majesty will definitely clear Your Highness's name."
