I have two principles as a human being:
1. Never lie.
2. Never believe anything anyone says, including myself.
“Sir, I must point out that your second principle contradicts the ...
So, Cheng Shi hid in the wind and snow again to look for more clues.
After a whole day of chaos, the city of Kannar fell silent again. The panicked citizens either gathered in groups or went home, hiding in their rooms and not daring to come out. The warriors who spontaneously called for help blocked the gate of the imperial court and petitioned for war. The Rossna royal family had not reappeared since the arrival of the messenger of God today. Although many people felt that it was the thunder of the messenger of God that cleared out the disloyal royal family, they still hoped that someone would stand up, at least someone who knew how to lead troops to fight, to lead them to defend their homes.
They didn't know that this was a fantasy, but just like the history of faith of the Rossna Empire, these warriors were still trying hard.
Old Galen's body was now lying on the high wall of the imperial court. A large piece of muscle skin was missing from his chest and abdomen, and the flesh that should have been red had now turned pale due to the freezing. This historian who wanted to die with his children ultimately failed to fulfill his wish, but at least after his death, his body still witnessed the last courage of the Rossna Empire.
In this strange atmosphere, Cheng Shi walked into the imperial court again and went straight to the eldest prince's former residence.
He had never been to the secret room that he had heard about countless times from others. Now, he needed to see it with his own eyes to see if there were any other clues there.
But just as he arrived at the door of the eldest prince's bedroom, he heard a rustling sound coming from inside.
Cheng Shi's eyes fixed and he stopped quietly. He tilted his head slightly to listen carefully, but happened to find a weak arrow falling from the sky in the distance and "floating" towards him gently.
This was the method of communication agreed upon by the [Silent] hunters. Cheng Shi carefully took off the arrow, and then touched along the arrow shaft and felt two lines of small words.
The first line describes the tracking situation: "Three people want to hide in a house, the priest seeks an opportunity to escape, the direction of the imperial court, the target has not been lost."
The second line had a name written on it: "Withering Priest, Nangong."
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Cheng Shi was stunned for a moment, then curled the corners of his mouth.
Why did this name suddenly remind me of an old friend?
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