Under the silvery glow of the moon.
Liang Hui sat cross-legged at the front of the carriage, holding the reins and driving the horses.
The woman in green held one rein in one hand while wiping the bloodstains on her body with a piece of silk she had produced from nowhere.
Between the two of them was only silence, with the constant creaking of the carriage wheels rolling on the road.
"Divine Soldiers Valley, is it the Divine Soldiers Valley of Leizhou?" Liang Hui looked at the scattered moonlight and spoke first.
Liang Hui, being in Leizhou, of course, heard of this state's overlord—Divine Soldiers Valley!
In the Great Zhou, it was a top sect that focused on the Martial Path.
"In the millions of miles of mountains and rivers in Leizhou, apart from this sect, there shouldn't be any other sects bold enough to call themselves that."
Tang Tang's hand wiping the blood paused, her words tinged with an unmistakable pride.
