About ten or so Spirit Eagles went soaring through the air for the sake of assembling the troops of Thriving Ten-Thousand Manor together.
Twenty or more steeds hastily galloped away into the forest, across the terrain, beyond the streams, and leaping through ravines. They moved with the relentless speed of a mighty wind, none of them having the courage to stop for a break.
Although they had already slaughtered Xiong Xiao, none of them could relax. The group’s overall mood was grim; they knew that killing Xiong Xiao was just the beginning, and they would definitely be pursued as a consequence. As long as they were still within the vicinity of the Thriving Ten-Thousand Manor, anything could happen at any moment.
