"I'll be heading out first," Ariunbayar was as swift as the wind, chasing after the men that carried Guo Lang off. Zhang Wang wondered if Yu Yanlin had gone a little overboard when he outright knocked the younger out.
Then again, Guo Lang kind of deserved it, didn't he?
Zhang Wang sighed, turning his attention to old man Tao Ru. The air had picked up and with the viscount's men over the horizon, the people of the village slowly meandered out of their residents. But their anxiety and suspicion were not yet over, for there was no guarantee that they weren't just going to return for more young blood.
This wasn't such an unfamiliar scene, Zhang Wang thought to himself. The conscription for war efforts had happened similarly when the capital grew desperate from the demonic encroachment.
Well, that was another thought for another day. "If we don't return with news, it might better for you guys to leave. Or try to get words outside as soon as possible."
