While Yang Ge was still dealing with the aftermath of the old fisherman's funeral,
Yang Tiansheng had just arrived in Jiangzhe Songjiang Prefecture, where Dongying invaders were causing serious trouble. He immediately received news that a group of pirates from Dongying was moving toward a village sixty li south of Songjiang called Guihua Ping.
He sent out scouts to investigate at once, following behind with his elite Ming Sect followers.
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"Report..."
A rider approached from the south, his bright red headscarf fluttering in the wind like a bloody banner.
"Hya!"
With a raise of his hand, Yang Tiansheng halted the hundred or so elite Ming Sect fighters behind him.
The scout saluted with a fist and shouted, "Reporting to Yang Tianzheng, the report is accurate. Guihua Ping is under attack by Dongying pirates, over a hundred of them!"
"Damn it, they've really flipped the heavens!"
