After leaving the inn, Ling Feng regrouped with Cao Meng and the others at the north gate of the city. Without delay, they set off for Zuowang Valley.  0

As Cao Meng had said, Zuowang Valley was indeed a barren wasteland—nothing more than two narrow mountain ranges intersecting, blocking out sunlight almost entirely.  0

The valley was cold and damp, with only the hardiest weeds surviving. No flowers or herbs grew here.  0

Aside from the Northwestern Army using it for military drills, the place was practically deserted.  0

"General Ling, see for yourself. What kind...0