บท 682: Releasing the Blocked Acupoints

The night was deep and dark, and the camp lights which were normally brighter than the stars were unlit tonight. Most of the camp was immersed in darkness so pervasive that the faint yellowish halo of the Dragon King's tent was very conspicuous.

There was no officer urging the soldiers and servants to work. This evening, they mourned in the dark.

While Liman was running over, he had happened to see the Dragon King fighting with Old Man Mu, and an audience numbering in the dozens standing in the doorway. In addition to the guards of the Dragon King, there were also curious soldiers from the Court Attendants Army.

He squeezed into the tent and initially wanted to say something but stopped on second thought. Instead, he sat down and quietly watched the unexpected kung fu competition.