While the Dark Night Army on Gu Changsheng's side dug pits for stoves and made fires to cook lunch, just two li ahead, the Northern Mongolian diplomatic procession also halted and started doing the exact same thing!
Since they had stopped here, the ten or so carriages of the Hidden World Clan trailing behind them naturally stopped as well!
Gu Changsheng could clearly feel it from her side: even with that stretch of distance in between, those unfriendly gazes shooting over from front and back!
Up ahead was Borjigin Lvchi, whom she had beaten into a cripple; behind them were the people of the Hidden World Clan, who had, for no reason at all, nearly been wiped out…
This…
Looking at Gu Changsheng's group, you really couldn't expect any kindness in their eyes, could you?
Thus, Gu Changsheng instantly had the feeling of being a piece of sandwich filling!
And honestly, being the filling in a sandwich felt really damn awful!
But hey, could she blame anyone else for that?
