In the dim moonlight, it illuminated a stronghold situated on the mountain, where the lights were off, creating an eerily dark atmosphere. Silence prevailed, as if the place was entirely abandoned. In front of the stronghold gates, two men lay, emitting occasional snores.
"Why are you sleeping, old man?"
"Hmm..."
"This old bastard." The man walked up to the snoring man and slapped him right on the head.
The old man's eyes opened in shock as he stood up from the ground.
"You little runt..." the old man was about to draw his sword.
"Wait, old man. What are you doing sleeping on the job? If you kill me, the superior will never spare you..." the man hurriedly said as he back-stepped.
"The superior is having a headache dealing with the Lu family anyway and has been fighting them a lot, so they wouldn't care about these lowly forts anymore. As for the Lu family attacking the fort, do you think they can cross that river?"
"You…"
