"Don't worry... I'm back!"
The familiar voice reached the ears of Emperor Qian and Yang Zun, causing the two men, who were already closing their eyes to await death, to suddenly open their eyes wide.
Two sparks of light flashed in their eyes as they looked at each other, overjoyed to see the familiar figure in front of them, "Xiao Yi?"
Atop the city wall.
Yang Ling and the others, who had been prepared to rush out of the city to fight to the death, suddenly paused, faces filled with wild joy, "Hahaha, Xiao Yi is back!"
"The Dean is back, we're saved!"
"Xiao Zhenguo is back..."
"I knew Xiao Zhenguo wouldn't abandon us..."
Within the vast imperial capital.
The ministers and warriors were overcome with excitement, and the people were brimming with tears, some even sobbing with their heads in their hands.
By now, Xiao Yi had become the hope of everyone in the Great Qian Dynasty, the pillar that supported them.
"So you're Xiao Yi?"
