"We've finally arrived!"
Fang Yuan could not help but sigh as he saw the city walls of Yang City.
Immediately, the Swelling Earth flourishing on the riverbanks caught Fang Yuan's attention.
"This is Swelling Earth? Amazing indeed!"
"Lor… Lord!"
Tong's teeth were chattering. As they were rushing for time, only the two of them made use of their techniques to arrive so quickly.
As Tong thought about the trouble ahead of them, he felt anxious and uneasy.
"50,000 tribe members from Jiuli Division and a Xing that's comparable to an army leader! If we brought along that few thousand men of ours, they would surely die to them!"
Fang Yuan gestured, "By leaving the entire army there, they can continue to suppress the north… That said, you dare to not come here?"
"… I dare not!"
Tong could only force a smile and reply him.
