Ma Mian curled his lips.

"There's a siege going on outside, how can they sleep?"

Kong Hanan looked back at the tall and majestic city wall and sighed.

"Maybe... they can't hear it."

People only see what they want to see and hear what they want to hear.

Although the tall city walls can provide a sense of security, they are also like a giant screen, separating the inside and outside of the city.

It's like a cage in which one is imprisoned.

However, these people were originally refugees. Kong Hanan had no fault to blame as he had heard that Beidi County was also facing the disaster of a huge wind.

The deeper the load-bearing iron goes into the city, the faster its speed becomes.

Therefore, there is not much time left for Kong Hanan and Ma Mian to feel awkward.

As Qianji City vented its anger, the roar stopped abruptly, and the iron piece stopped next to a small iron bungalow.

The low bungalows and different materials seem out of place in the entire Qianji City.

Meng Yu came out with a man in a black robe.

"When I heard the magpie singing this morning, I knew something good was going to happen. Sure enough, I've been waiting for Brother Kong. Brother Kong, it's been a long time since we last met."

Kong Hanan turned over and got off Ma Mian, and glared at Meng Yu when he heard that.

"There's an attack on the city outside, and my subordinates are also fighting against the demons inside the city. Brother Meng is sitting comfortably."

Meng Yu smiled.

"How could those ordinary soldiers outside possibly get in? The immortals in the sky are protected by the Immortal Execution Crossbow, so there's no need to worry. As for General Bai Wuchang and General Zhou Kumen under your command..."

Meng Yu pointed to the man in black robe beside him who had been staring at Kong Hanan.

"This is a great scholar of the Mohist school, and he serves as the general's chief. With his cooperation, General Yan and General Zhou will probably just toy with each other. There's no danger."

Ma Mian was full of doubts, as this did not match what Bai Wuchang had said.

"Those in heaven are immortals. If they cast a few spells down on us, it would be enough for all the people in the city to bear. And with this general here, how can he cooperate with us, the Black and White Impermanence?"

Kong Hanan was also a little confused and turned to look at Zhai Mu, wanting to hear the answer from a professional.

Zhai Mu looked serious and nodded to Kong Hanan.

"Mr. Kong, I have long heard of your great name. I am Zhai Mu of the Mohist school."