"Patriarch, the imperial army has retreated."
In the sixth floor of Yinfeng Pavilion, Zhu Ling, clad in white, approached with excitement, her face blooming with rosy flushes that hadn't been seen for a long time.
"They left just like that?"
Shi Xiaole couldn't help but be surprised.
Zhu Ling couldn't resist rolling her eyes at him, explaining, "It's said that recently, our dynasty had a major dispute with the Daxia Dynasty to the south at the border, and to the west, Lord Wei Langyi seems to have been targeted by the hundred nations of the Western Region, with war about to break out."
The East Victory continent was never peaceful, and disputes between nations were common, but happening at this critical moment, it undoubtedly saved Nine Heavens Mountain.
