"Those must be the supplies transported by Dashuo's army. We attacked too hastily, and they didn't have time to move them away," said the blue-haired girl, looking into the distance with a hint of envy on her face.
The nearly thousand-man legion formed by their five families, due to Liu Ming's earlier reminder, hadn't ventured too deep into Black Wind Valley. They were currently positioned at the edge of the battlefield, some distance from the buildings storing the supplies, and thus hadn't seized any spoils.
Seeing this, Liu Ming's eyes flickered indecisively, and an ominous feeling in his heart grew stronger.
Nearby, Lei Go, upon seeing the situation, ordered the pursuit of Dashuo's army to halt, his brow furrowing slightly.
The two sensed something between them, exchanged glances, and saw unease in each other's eyes.
Liu Ming's heart stirred, and just as he was about to transmit a message, a sudden change occurred!
