Pei Ye slowly nodded his head. He had seen only one Grandmaster of military origin before, and that was Lord Jing Ziwang at Baizhu Village, facing the Qiongi directly.
Later, sometimes he thought back on that battle. Faced with the Demon Disaster, which bore dense Mysterious Qi, a resilient body, and magical authority, Lord Jing skillfully seized several opportunities and fought with all his might until he was killed. Pei Ye realized that he must have been superior to many others he had seen.
The Tang Dynasty esteemed martial prowess, and the martial atmosphere within the army was also strong. Grandmasters who had fought their way out of the battlefield were certainly no easy adversaries.
"If he wants to leave... we probably won't be able to stop him," Pei Ye turned his head to look at the woman.
"...Of course," Xie Chuantang frowned after a moment's consideration. "...Otherwise?"
"..."
