Seven days later, southern Tuzhou.
Chu Nation occupied area.
Tents thick as forest stood upon the earth
Weapons of war and killing intent filled the air.
A golden streak of light came from the sky, circling above the military camp.
"The Great Zhou Delegation has arrived; why has the Chu Nation not come to receive us?" a long cry echoed throughout the entire camp.
An elderly man with graying hair, exuding a powerful aura, walked out from the palace.
Alone, he seemed to bear down upon the deadly spirit of the great army.
"Ha! Ha! Ha!"
Laughter dispersed the oppressive atmosphere pressing down from the heavens.
A general clad in bronze armor stepped out of the camp.
"Please forgive us, Zhou Envoy, we've been busy transporting the spoils here, which may have caused some neglect."
"Hmph!"
In a huff of annoyance, the elder landed directly upon the ground.
Liang Hui stood before the palace, his gaze deep as he watched the general in bronze armor.
