This night, Su Mu spoke very little, giving off a somewhat distant feeling, yet Wu Lie alone understood that Xiaomu truly regarded the Forging Workshop as his home, treating him, Qiao'Er, and the three masters as family.
Several times, without exception, Xiaomu stepped up in times of crisis, protecting them and the Forging Workshop, always working silently behind the scenes without asking for anything in return!
That night, amid flashes of lightning and the roar of thunder, a torrential summer rain came.
Outside the city, the Cyan Cloud Army, deployed in full force, stared at the terrifying chasm filled like a river by the torrential rain, all trembling with fear. Soon, someone noticed that the tracks left by County Magistrate Tao's carriage were completely cut off here. Looking again at the fierce battle marks on the scene, they recalled everything witnessed earlier by the soldiers guarding the city.
A speculation that shocked everyone emerged in their minds!
