Zhou?
Flame Country?
Lu Mingyuan was suddenly taken aback.
He sensed something was off and cautiously asked,
"Pardon me, General, but what year is it? We've been on the run for so long, we've lost all track of time."
The middle-aged General wasn't suspicious. He recalled, "It's the fourth year since the founding of the Flame Country. But most people still use the Great Zhou era name, so it's the Eighth Year of Yongming."
Hearing this explanation, Lu Mingyuan's eyes went blank, his heart reeling with shock.
"Thank you, General. I can't believe so much time has passed."
After speaking, Lu Mingyuan did not reveal his identity as an outsider. He simply bowed in thanks.
Afterward, the middle-aged General gave them dry rations and water, which served as a simple lunch.
Then they prepared to ride toward the Flame Country's territory.
On the road, Yun Qinghe finally asked, "What was that just now? Did you figure something out?"
