The elderly literati soared through the air, but the Qi Army's slaughter did not cease.
He flew over the "slaughterhouse" that resembled hell on earth.
Under the cold scrutinizing gazes of several Autumn Kill Army generals, he arrived in front of Zhongxuan Chuliang.
Everywhere his peripheral vision reached, there was slaughter. All he could hear were cries of sorrow.
The man's face bore a look of grief, yet only in front of Zhongxuan Chuliang in midair did he straighten his back, seemingly possessing a noble character.
"Who are you?" Zhongxuan Chuliang asked.
"I am but a former official from... from the former Red Tail Prefectural Governor of Yang Country, Huang Yixing!" the elderly literati bowed as he replied.
