"Farewell, King He Tu."
"After today, there will be no King He Tu anymore."
"The Yue Family's reign has ended."
For the first time, King He Tu felt that this usually taciturn and cold-hearted martial lunatic could be so venomous.
"The outcome is not yet decided!"
"Xu Jingchuan, we will meet again!"
Once King He Tu and his men had galloped past the border, Xu Jingchuan watched them join up with the army of the Northern Prairie with a cold and indifferent gaze.
Once they were gone, Xu Jingchuan looked down and his mouth curled up slightly.
"Success."
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Meanwhile!
"Success!" Outside the imperial capital, in the rural Brook Valley, even though there had been significant changes in the imperial capital, life in these villages far from the citadel remained normal. People worked from sunrise to sunset. But no one knew that in a deep valley extending inward from a stretch of brook, a cat was sniffing a piece of roasted fish by the brook, happily proclaiming.
