Hou Niao had received the message by the next day, and although they were true participants, they were merely pawns. Whether to capture or defend the flag was not for them to decide,
He understood very well, this was a struggle for power, not something that could be swayed by individual whims.
The two found a pavilion in the middle of a lake, leisurely enjoying themselves. The pavilion was stocked with wine, food, fruits, which highlighted the wealth of the Anhe Daoist; such display was typical of the Daoist Sect, unlike the Quanzhen Sect that cared less about such matters.
The wine was excellent, and the food was even better. Drinking cheerfully amidst such beautiful lake and mountains, it truly felt like the life of an Immortal.
