"Dead?"
In the holy palace, the Light God gazed at the informational scroll in his hand, which contained front-line war reports. Upon reading about the demise of Wang Shou and the complete annihilation of his 360,000-strong army, however, his expression didn't change in the slightest. It was as if a stranger had perished, not a crucial minister of the court!
"Black Envoy, what's the situation with Nie Feng?" The Light God casually discarded the scroll onto the desk, asking with an expressionless face.
"Your Majesty, Nie Feng has always been stationed at the northwestern border of the Qin Empire. However, three days ago, he disappeared for half an hour!" Out of a ripple in the Void, the figure of the Black Envoy emerged, hands clasped in response. A pair of wings, radiating a black glow, gently fanned the air, imbued with mysterious power.
