But as long as there is justice in our hearts and swords in our hands, no matter how the Imperial Court schemes, I and my brothers will remain the undying figures of chivalry in this chaotic world.
Early the next morning, Shi Feiyang led his troops to welcome the Imperial Envoy and escort him to inspect the results of rebellion suppression in Bozhou at certain strategic passes.
The red maples of Lou Mountain flowed like rivers of blood across the hills and valleys. Each maple leaf was laced with Miaojiang Blood Drop poison, humming eerily in the mountain wind, akin to countless spirits weeping.
As the Imperial Envoy's carriage entered the ancient red maple path, the rustling of wheels over scattered red leaves was abruptly replaced by sinister noises, and the air filled with a pungent sweet scent.
