Baili An momentarily ignored her teasing, lounging against the parapet of the city wall with arms crossed, gazing down at the raging battle below.
It seemed he had been waiting for quite some time when he slowly exhaled, saying, "The time has come."
Ning Feiyan asked curiously, "What kind of mischief are you up to now?"
Baili An continued to ascend to the higher reaches of the city wall, laughing, "Would the River Lord like to join me in causing a major uproar?"
Under Ning Feiyan's gaze, Baili An stood at the highest point of this inconspicuous corner of the city wall, the cold wind fluttering his sleeves, standing tall and unaffected.
Behind him, with tens of thousands of troops and Demon Suppression Chariots as the backdrop, he exuded a calm and unstartled demeanor.
He gave her a slight smile and said, "When I went to borrow books from the Demon Lord, she often pulled me into playing chess and chatting; it was clear she didn't like the Demon World very much.