Xue Qiming dragged Wangyue Pi forward, stopping only when he reached within a hundred paces of the Northern Qiang army. He raised both hands to shield his eyes from the harsh sun. Squinting at the fiery ball in the sky, murmured to himself, "Hmm… Looks like it's time to eat, huh…"0

Wangyue Pi's entire body was so numb from pain that he felt as if most of his bones were broken. Even the slightest movement of his head was a struggle. He rolled his eyes toward Xue Qiming, staring at him, and tried his best to speak. All that came out was a faint, involuntary groan.0

Hearing the noise, Xue Qiming turned his head and smiled at him before tossing Wangyue Pi at his feet like a dead dog. Wangyue Pi let out another muffled...0