The main hall of Qingfeng Gate, the plaza in front of it, was originally a place of joy and harmony. Meng Yu was not particular about hierarchy, and he treated his subordinates very well. Therefore, many people liked to come here to sit and chat, even when Sect Master Meng was not around. Even without the opportunity to learn martial skills, the old brothers and newcomers could still enjoy themselves and play together.
But now, this place had turned into an Asura Field, filled with extraordinary bloodshed.
One by one, bamboos were erected, and the heads of men soaked in medicinal liquids were hung upon them. Those familiar faces caused everyone below to tremble in fear.
With the Divine Martial Dynasty's army pressing the border, Meng Yu ordered a mobilization within his territory. Of course, before the mobilization, he summoned all the local leaders and officials to unify their thoughts.
Meng Yu told everyone three things.
