Whether one wanted it or not, Xuelao City would always be there, waiting for travelers returning home or foreigners with ill intentions.
The human armies were still in the south, so though the north city gate was under slightly stricter guard, normal entry and exit were still allowed.
The large carriage being pulled along the gray stones attracted many eyes.
The demons saw the large corpse in the compartment and their pale faces and deep blue eyes became shocked as they began to shout. There were many kinds of Demon language, and the different classes within Xuelao City would often use different languages, but at this moment, the majority of the cries were shouting the same word: Gruel.
No noticed that there was a very long wound on that large corpse, and a small hole had been torn open in its chest which just so happened to be concealed by a fur robe.
If someone examined the body up close, they might discover an extremely bizarre and frightening sight.
