At this moment, many people urgently arranging things at the airport could faintly hear some sounds of panic and terror coming from within the city.
And some were clearly approaching.
Some of them could scarcely control their expressions, revealing nervous looks.
After all, before this, most of them were just students, white-collar workers, laborers, even merchants—varied people, but certainly not soldiers, not warriors.
But now, they stood on the battlefield, about to face their first battle.
Nervousness was inevitable.
But there were also some who appeared exceptionally excited.
Kang Ji was one of them.
This young man, with a very ordinary name, was now holding his magic treasure—a Thunder Gathering Sword—and his complexion was so excited it turned red, he couldn't help but say to his companion:
"Did you just hear that? President Shen Hao is really coming!"
