"A decisive battle!"
Lou Yuchun sat straight up on the wooden chair adorned with a twelve-rank Lotus Platform, looking up at the sky, but his gaze seemed to look down from above, spanning thousands of miles to fixate on Chen Yi.
"War challenge!"
Chen Yi looked at the war challenge before him and couldn't help but laugh.
Laughing while he did, he placed one hand on the hilt of his Spring Rain Sword at his waist and leisurely stepped out of the side room, looking up at the starry night sky to the west.
"The nights of the Kyoto Prefecture are no different from those of the Southern Barbarians."
"Just as the night is dark and the wind is high."
And behind him, the golden calligraphy of the "War challenge" hovered in mid-air, following him closely.
Particularly, the name "Lou Yuchun" written with vigorous and forceful strokes in the signature seemed to remind him to leave his mark.
