Meng Changan could imagine the complacent look on Pei Xiao face at this very moment. The dozens of scouts who had been stripped of their weapons and armor were still tied up in the houses. All it would take was one fire to wipe out those Great Ning elite soldiers.
Amongst them were soldiers who had entered Heiwu with Meng Changan for the seventh time. If nothing bad were to happen, Meng Changan would be able to complete the map and bring the hundreds of Lang Jue people back to Great Ning. That huge accomplishment itself was enough to change any one of their lives.
Pei Xiao, who was holding onto the torch, was the demon that decided their fate.
Meng Changan walked out of the courtyard, with his black cord sword in his left hand and the small hunting knife in his right hand. Pei Xiao'
