In an instant, Jiang Qing seemed to have thought of something. He looked at the soldier beside him. "Where's Xia He??"
"Ruler, Mr. Xia said that he's not feeling well and left to treat his illness in town first. Do you need me to bring him back now?"
Looking at Jun Shiling and Xia Wanyuan, who were riding their horses over not far away, coldness appeared in Jiang Qing's eyes. "You can't bring him back. Prepare to fight."
"Yes."
The two armies faced each other. Looking at the unharmed Xia Wanyuan in front of him, Jiang Qing sneered. "What a good Xia Wanyuan. In the end, I underestimated you."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Qing looked at Jun Shiling, who was beside Xia Wanyuan. "I didn't expect you to be here too. The real King Ning An is probably you, right?"
