Chapter Fifty-Five: A Hero



"How could I let such a divine object fall into the hands of others? This is a wonderful thing that can clearly see a person's face from hundreds of feet away. It's only because I, Old Liu, can do this. If anyone else tries to borrow it, they'll be scolded half to death by the young master."

Liu Renguang knew that the charioteer named Qing Ning was quite skilled, and staring at them would likely be noticed. So, while keeping watch over the snowfield, he would only occasionally glance at them with his binoculars before turning to other directions, focusing on... the direction of the wounded soldiers' camp.

The wounded soldiers' camp contained dozens of female warriors brought from Fusang by Kaihime. They were very clean and loved to bathe. Because of Kaihime's special connection, their camp never lacked charcoal. Every night, people would take turns bathing, and this charcoal fire had to be blazing hot, so the smoke was naturally plentiful. Therefore... the windows were opened as wide as possible... This was Liu Renguang's real purpose in borrowing the telescope.

"My lord, I have that feeling again. The person on the other side of the hanging bucket is definitely spying on us. I'll go out and shoot him dead with an arrow." After helping Danfengyan wash up, Qingning felt uneasy and asked Danfengyan for instructions resentfully.

“You couldn’t kill him with one arrow. He wasn’t spying on us on purpose; he was just following military regulations and keeping watch. That’s fine. We don’t need to keep watch tonight. Let’s get some rest!” The phoenix-eyed man clearly didn’t care about Liu Renguang, who was hanging in the bucket.

Qing Ning had no choice but to return to her tent, tossing and turning before finally falling asleep. Dan Feng Yan, on the other hand, slept in the carriage, never showing her face. Liu Renguang, perched on the side of the carriage, saw the master and servant sleeping in the wilderness, seemingly oblivious to everything. He held the servant named Qing Ning in even higher regard. It was one thing for her to be unaware of wild animals beyond her sight—even a Yellow Realm cultivator could manage that. But this was a force of over ten thousand men. In the desolate wilderness, who was a soldier and who was a bandit?

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