Qi Jingchen rose and ran out, indeed, three dark spots appeared in the sky, two large and one small, and then swiftly dived down. His lips curled involuntarily, but it triggered the sore in his mouth, causing him to sharply inhale in pain.
Soon, Yang Ruxin and Gu Qingheng both appeared before him.
"It's so good that you could come." Qi Jingchen reached out to help the two who were bowing to him.
"Let's first check out the situation on the other side." Yang Ruxin smiled.
The citizens were still on the city walls, but the enemy had become smarter, no longer tormenting the citizens probably fearing they might die from such treatments, so they relied on them. Thus, after initially throwing a few down, these past two days had been quieter, although they still rotated hanging people outside the city walls.
Yang Ruxin looked at the distant towering city walls, squinting slightly at the figures suspended in mid-air by bamboo poles.
