Horn dipped the hard bread into the meat soup and drank heartily with a large number of Holy Armor Forbidden Army.
This lamb soup, seasoned with meat and peppers, was really tender and delicious for Horn and the others who had been on the road all night, and they ate without stopping.
Originally, André and a group of Falan officers sitting next to them felt a bit awkward, but Valent Taylor loosened them up after a few drinks.
The courtyard which was quiet before, was now filled with the sounds of slurping and munching.
Outside the courtyard, the sky broke to dawn, and the smoke of breakfast porridge rose from the Iron Fist Battle Group's storeroom.
Having experienced the turmoil at dawn, these Iron Fist Cultivators dared not retaliate, and now were even less likely to take any action.
Although Valent Taylor and Solan criticized it as too risky, the effect was surprisingly good.
