Under such a sweeping blow, the fields outside the valley were finally cleared, and the gate at the mouth of the valley slowly opened.

Hundreds of demon-slaying messengers gathered at the door, standing on both sides, with long swords on their waists, standing upright.

Although the Youchi clan was already extremely weak, they still wanted to retain their only dignity when they accepted rescue from the Plantagenet dynasty.

Looking at this scene, Tu Haoyang was neither surprised nor moved. When he was governing Huaxu Continent in his early years, he understood the unruly self-esteem of these foreign races.

Sometimes, as long as these customs and behaviors did not violate the laws and rules of the dynasty, he would not mind catering to them, which could eliminate many unnecessary conflicts.

"Dismount." When they reached the gate, the governor dismounted from his horse and slowly walked into the deep and dark valley with his entourage and generals.

Seeing this, the men in black who were standing quietly by also breathed a sigh of relief.

If the governor was allowed to ride his horse arrogantly into this last settlement, even if they were their saviors, the Youchi people would find it difficult to feel grateful.

Fortunately, everything did not happen as planned. The governor remained gentle and did not overly provoke the Youchi tribe.

After entering the valley, Loran Hill looked at the crowded faces and felt a little surprised. He hadn't expected that the camp outside the valley would be lost not long after he left. Now, the entire Youchi tribe had retreated to the valley. Judging from the appearance of some of them, they seemed to have experienced a hard battle, and many were injured.

I hope things will get better slowly, Loran Hill prayed in his heart, and then he followed the governor in front of him and slowly climbed the steps in front of the shrine.

The valley was quiet at this moment. Although people had complicated emotions, most of them were grateful to have survived the disaster.

"Greetings, sir." A group of dragon knights dressed in brightly colored clothes and armor were guarding in front of the shrine. After seeing Tu Haoyang, they stepped forward to report.

"Well, very good." Tu Haoyang nodded slightly, then raised his hand to ask the person beside him to stop, and walked into the quiet shrine alone.

He had heard a little about Granny Grove, and today he wanted to find her to learn more and verify the situation.

"Excuse me." The governor, who was dressed simply, took off his shoes and walked into the shrine. His footsteps made a slight sound as they walked on the wooden boards.

"My name is Ziqiu Geluo. Thank you, Governor, for your help." Granny Geluo bowed.

"No need to be so polite, Maiden Gro. I came here today to ask how to resolve the matter of Sunset."

The governor made the purpose of his visit clear as soon as he opened his mouth. He was not a kindhearted man, but a true utilitarian, albeit one with loftier goals.

“This…” Although Granny Gro had served in the valley for decades, she had never thought that she could resolve the hidden danger that had existed for thousands of years by herself. After all, this was something that even the Phoenix of Five Virtues could not do, and when she was at her strongest, she was only at the eighth level.

The scene suddenly became quiet, but fortunately, not long after, a lithe figure entered the shrine from the side door.

"I'm sorry, Granny Gro, there are some things I didn't tell you before." Loran Hill slowly came to the two of them.