"All rise!"
Staring at the black sedan chair that had disappeared into the misty fog, feeling the chilling, bone-piercing cold wind, Hu Ma finally understood what kind of gift this distant relative had brought him.
He took a deep breath, then vibrated the Punishment Officer's Great Saber in his hand and suddenly spoke.
The sound was like thunder, seemingly awakening the people around him from a deep sleep. These people jolted awake, influencing others. The large crowd, which had been kneeling in a daze, finally rose, opened their eyes, and looked around, their faces full of confusion.
Just moments ago, they clearly remembered a great victory, even witnessing that Heavenly Destiny General trapped within the formation, seemingly about to be captured in one decisive blow.
Why had they suddenly fallen asleep? Now, looking again, the troops of the Truth Sect were gone, leaving only a pervasive sense of bewilderment.
