Not long after, in the Vala Department's royal tent located northwest of the grasslands.
Wrapped head to toe in warm furs, Yexian, the Great Khan of Liaoli, suddenly stood up from his pallet, "Jingtai Emperor is dead? Are you certain?"
His eyes radiated intense brilliance as he stared at the figure kneeling in front of him.
That was one of his "Night Hawks," spies cultivated for his own use.
Normally, they soared about in the shroud of the night, keeping tabs on every little movement in every direction for him.
But only when something threatened his safety and affected the rise and fall, life and death of the Vala Tribe would these "Night Hawks" barge into the royal tent during his rest and recuperation.
