Prime Puresmoke’s heart skipped a beat and her brows furrowed. “What fighting? Have the rebels launched their attack?”

Concern flashed through holy girl Yu Ling’s exquisite features. Had the rebels finally attacked? Would they be able to hold the base?

She wasn’t afraid. She was more worried that her master would force her to flee. She’d been raised by and had never thought about being apart from her master, especially not when her master’s life was in danger.

She had made up her mind to defend the sacred land until its fall, but she would never be prepared for her master’s death.

Prime Puresmoke didn’t notice the girl’s expression. She waved a hand in the air. “Come on, let’s go have a look.”

The scout recovered enough from his excitement to shook his head and hands. “No, you’ve misunderstood, Madam Prime. The rebels haven’t launched an attack. They’re the ones being attacked!”

“Really? Have reinforcements...