"Rumble, rumble"
The noise grew louder, like an earth dragon rolling, causing the house to tremble slightly. Even fine dust snow fell from the gaps in the simple roof.
"This is bad, could it be a Demon Tide?"
While analyzing the situation, Manager Xiao, who had been discussing the possibility of war, felt the tremor of the ground, his expression changed suddenly, and he looked alarmed.
Gongsun Wuji, on the bed, twitched his keen ears, his eyelids lowered slightly, "No!"
"It's the sound of hooves!"
"And it's coming from the north."
"If it were a Demon Tide, the Mountain-cutting Army inside the border would have issued an early warning."
Saying this, Gongsun Wuji's gaze shifted back, landing on the farm boy behind him, softening his tone, "Xiao Zhi, go outside and see what's happening?"
"Alright!" Although the boy was a bit scared, he gathered his courage resolutely, replied without hesitation, and ran out again.
