The armored vehicles departed before the sun had risen and quickly sped across the flatlands. Xiang Ning was laying on his bed, his face illuminated by the rising sun. They were crossing the land where countless deaths had occurred. He didn’t dare to look down because the earth had been stained by an ocean of blood, causing it to be so red that it appeared black.

After twenty minutes, he and the rest arrived at their destination. The five of them disembarked as the guard saluted them. “I wish you all good luck. Please return safely.” The two vehicles then turned and sped away.

The five of them watched...