"Though it was high noon, the once prosperous Guangyun County still emanated a chill and profound aura. The occasional pedestrians on the streets all walked quickly with their heads down, sticking to the walls and never engaging in conversation.
Clearly, Cui Guangling's various actions had cast a great shadow in everyone's heart.
Even though Zhou Ping'an's troops had entered the city and the battle hadn't lasted very long, he had instructed his soldiers not to disturb the civilians. Still, the residents had been frightened.
But this was unavoidable.
Desperate times call for desperate measures...
"Has everything in the city been arranged properly?"
Zhou Ping'an stood two hundred paces in front of the Governor's Mansion, a dense army of soldiers behind him.
Beside him stood three people.
Lin Huaiyu, adorned in military attire and donning the Ghost Mask, held a gleaming long blade in hand that reflected the bright sunlight, exuding a killing intent.
