"I heard that Black Chonghou has led an army of fifty thousand warriors and is now at the gates of the city. Dark Sky City is likely to fall given the circumstances."
On the Bright Moon Terrace, a songstress said anxiously.
"I fear the worst. I wonder how Black Chonghou will deal with us."
Another dancer was also terrified.
Women are usually the most vulnerable during a war, especially beautiful ones like them. Once the city fell, they would likely be reduced to slaves.
The Bright Moon Tower Owner and Mu Qing were also very concerned. They had sided with the Elder Hall, which meant they had betrayed Black Chonghou.
Lin Ya sat next to Ling Chen. Despite her attempts to hide it, her anxious gaze kept darting towards the city gate.
"Don't worry. It will be easy to get you out of the city if things get too dangerous. As for those Black Market Elders, if they continue to be so stubborn, it would be better to let them just disappear."
