"Dead Camp Xie Tian, carrying military orders to deliver a message to Mr. Xing Yan."
Xie Tian bowed with his fists clasped in respect and then looked up at the two people before him, puzzled, "May I know which of you is Mr. Xing Yan?"
Xing Yan and Wu Shang were all speechless.
At this moment, inside the great hall, aside from Xing Sha's cries of pain, everyone else was as silent as cicadas in winter, for just now, an earth-shattering event had occurred—
Someone had punched Xing Yan's son and then barged into Xing Yan's private chambers.
The stunned crowd regained their senses in the next moment and surged towards Xing Sha, shouting.
"General Xing Sha, are you alright?"
"Damn it, where are the guards from the military department, are they all dead?"
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