章 157: Illusions of Trees on the Hill Top and Crushed Pastries

Ning Que had run about among hunter villages while carrying Sangsang on his back, had fought bravely against beasts and hunters, had smelled the abhorrent stench of Yan military massacring villages, and had watched Xiao Zhuozi leave with the cultivator. Later, he had headed towards the City of Wei with Sangsang, and then enlisted in the Military Ministry to battle in wars.

He saw the beautiful and tranquil Shubi Lake, himself charging forwards and shouting loudly with fellow soldiers, the savage and cruel horse gangs fleeing like startled rabbits, and golds, silvers, and other trophies that had been looted from horse gangs being wheeled back to the City of Wei serving as their military supplies.