Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
When the sentries guarding the Ping City main gate saw Ji Fengyan and the others approaching, they were slightly taken aback but immediately came forward.
“Who are you?” The sentries guarding the city looked in shock at the troop of people. From their armor, the sentries could guess that they were from the army.
Linghe stepped forward to explain their origins. He pointed to the brothers, Han Xiao and Han Yu, and spoke a few words to the sentries guarding the city.
The sentries were very surprised, and looked at Ji Fengyan and the others in shock before hastily dispatching someone to carry a message into the city.
Linghe walked back to Ji Fengyan’s side and said, “Miss, I’ve clarified matters with them, but… they need to inform the City Lord first.”
Ji Fengyan nodded slightly. She did not blame the Ping City soldiers for their surprise. She could imagine that many refugees had come to Ping City in recent times, but… they had probably not encountered any refugees who needed such a crowd, and even the regular armed forces, to personally escort them.
After a while, the sentry who had gone to pass on the news hurried back.
“The City Lord respectfully invites everyone from the Wolf Smoke Regiment to enter the city.” The sentry said.
Ji Fengyan nodded slightly. She had originally intended to let Linghe hand Han Xiao and Han Yu over to the Ping City soldiers while she continued to investigate matters related to the Demon Clan. However…
Sensing that they were about to be handed over, the brothers Han Xiao and Han Yu immediately fixed their eyes on Ji Fengyan. Their expression was full of unease and terror, even a trace of… pleading.
Ji Fengyan was slightly taken back. She did not know whether to laugh or to cry.
Did these two silly kids really think she was their savior?
However, facing their piteous looks, Ji Fengyan just could not harden her heart. Intending to see the matter to its conclusion, she decided to personally hand the two children over to the City Lord and ask the City Lord for news of the Demon Clan in the area, before making plans.
“Then I shall have to trouble you,” Ji Fengyan said with a laugh.
The two children let out an obvious sigh of relief at Ji Fengyan’s words.
Ji Fengyan increasingly felt unable to either laugh or cry. She had no choice but to follow the sentry and enter Ping City with everyone else.
They met a peaceful scene within Ping City. Throngs of people hurried back and forth along the city streets while the road-side hawkers enthusiastically shouted their wares. It looked peaceful and comfortable. If not for their recent tragic experience in the village massacred by demons, no one would have guessed that the peaceful Ping City was in the same area as the massacred village.
Further, when Ji Fengyan led over a hundred tall, armored soldiers into Ping City, they immediately created a large stir. All the citizens on the street stopped whatever they were doing as their gaze swept towards Ji Fengyan and the others. Their expressions were full of shock, and even some agitation.
No one knew why a group of soldiers had suddenly appeared in the city.
Linghe had noticed the citizens’ unrest and lowered his voice to say, “Ahem… actually… Miss, you should just bring them into the city yourself.”
In any case, these children were only unwilling to bid farewell to Ji Fengyan. It did not matter whether the rest of them came along.
Ji Fengyan could not help but laugh and shake her head. Her gaze swept over the scene on the streets. Such a peaceful and comfortable city could be found anywhere within the Kingdom of the Sacred Dragon. However, it appeared especially rare and commendable here, amidst the turmoil of the Plain of Corpses.
In a moment, the sentry had led Ji Fengyan and the others to the main gate of the City Lord’s residence, which was already open. There stood a middle-aged man with intense eyes, who was graying at the temples.