Sun Tiechui felt somewhat helpless.
This Han Lian girl, he didn't know why she seemed so spaced out, but when it came to carrying out missions and killing people, she was swift and decisive, not dragging her feet. How strange.
However, despite his complaints, Sun Tiechui still kept an eye on the outside, waiting for the signal.
They were about to do something big today.
As they were preparing, on the other side, a messenger pigeon had already flown out of the city.
At this moment outside the city, a somber troop of Black Cavalry was waiting in tight formation. In front of the cavalry, a group of conspicuous white horses was tied up and grazing by the trees. Yelu was sitting in a lounge chair, holding an apple and eating it.
At this time, Qimu Ge came over with a messenger pigeon in hand.
"Master, there's news from the city. White Tiger Hall has already set off."
