The war between the Xiongnu and Da Qian was inevitable, and nothing would change simply because of Li Ming alone.
But under such circumstances, why would someone still try to assassinate him?
Just a warning?
But if not...
Given the strength of the assailants, they had sent so many powerful innate masters adept with magic this time, and yet they failed to assassinate him. If the enemies truly harbored a murderous intent, would they send even stronger ones in the future?
Was it really the right choice for him to continue his journey home? Would he encounter even more dangers on the road?
All sorts of questions suddenly loomed like mountains in his heart due to a single thought, unavoidably weighing heavily on his mind.
However, no matter what, all of this was still occurring in the shadows; no one had openly torn their facades apart, leaving room for maneuver.
