Chapter 477
In the darkness of night, there was not even the chirping of birds. The swallows that normally fly south had not yet returned north for the season, leaving the weather cold as spring drew in.
As soon as Cheng Dalei left the camp, he seemed like a different person. He had previously been bulky and slow like a toad, but now he moved with the agility of a sparrow. Using his ability to fly like a mythical phoenix, he soon disappeared without a trace. His pace was such that the Xi Brigade clearly couldn't keep up with him.
Before him was a lake, the area overgrown with wild grass, but there were no visible signs of human activity. He held a multi-shot crossbow in his hand, although Cheng Dalei did not hold much hope for its usefulness. His main weapon was still the sword at his waist.
In the pile of wild grass ahead, a glimmer caught his eye. It wasn't the reflection of the lake but the shine of a weapon.
