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“Oh? Holding a meeting?” Zhao Changhe grinned as he sidled up beside Huangfu Qing to look at the map. “So, have you found Vulture Beak’s main force and are now discussing how to crush them?”
The generals in the tent all subtly averted their gazes. Meanwhile, the shamans from the temple, who had been sitting stiffly, immediately prostrated themselves on the ground, bowing their heads in reverence.
That silhouette walking toward the altar with their god’s severed head in hand had left far too deep a psychological scar on them.
Watching their reaction, Huangfu Qing gritted her teeth even harder, her voice practically squeezing through the gaps between them, “King Zhao, the weather is freezing. You’re injured and newly wedded, so why aren’t you staying buried under the blankets for another three days?”
It wasn’t that cold, really. Though the season carried the lingering chill of late spring, as long as it was not raining, those who cultivated barely felt the cold. And Huangfu Qing, a Profound Control Realm cultivator who specialized in the fire element, certainly was not struggling with the temperature.
But with the way she phrased it, the sourness in the air was acid enough to dissolve the entire command tent.
The generals tilted their heads even further to the side. Huangfu Shaozong, for one, was fighting hard to stifle his laughter.
Never in his life had he imagined his fierce and unstoppable big sister having such a moment. Just for this alone, he suddenly felt the urge to meet the Marquis of Wu, Tang Buqi, the man he had long admired from afar. He felt that the two of them should sit down for a heart-to-heart conversation,...
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