"Alright, I'll go find Hook right away," Lan Xue agreed.
"Wait a moment." Luo Zheng suddenly grabbed Lan Xue, who looked at Luo Zheng in surprise, her face inexplicably blushing. Luo Zheng picked up a towel and gently wiped the dirt off Lan Xue's face while softly saying, "You've had a tough time these days."
"Mm." Lan Xue's face turned crimson, emitting an almost inaudible sound of pleasure. Her heart was filled with happiness and contentment. Once Luo Zheng was done wiping, she turned and left hastily.
Luo Zheng came to the window, looked up at the distant sun, clenched the towel tighter, his gaze becoming sharper. With a rigid expression, he coldly murmured, "What's meant to come will come; it's time."
"We've detected a large group approaching the valley, approximately thirty kilometers away. The numbers are hard to estimate, but it's expected to be more than sixty people," suddenly came Lan Xing's voice over the earpiece.
