It was Sun Kelan.
Her combat talent was average, but whether in planning routes or handling logistics, she was undoubtedly a top student from Chu State's Martial Arts Academy.
However, before they could reminisce, or before Sun Kelan could ask Wang Zhan what had happened, she, having served her purpose and confirmed Mingyue's identity, was dismissed.
On a night with interwoven starlight, a languid young man confined to a wheelchair, unable to care for himself, and a coolly detached woman in a crisp military uniform shared the pale moonlight, one overlooking, the other gazing up at the war-torn Giant City below.
