Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The woman cried for a long time, talking repeatedly about her children. Her expression had darkened and it was as if she had forgotten Ji Fengyan and Lu Shaoqing’s existence. She tottered as she stood, and then she walked towards the inn again.
“General, the children…” Lu Shaoqing felt depressed by this incident.
Ji Fengyan looked at the woman’s back as she left, then spoke slowly. “Advisor Lu.”
“At your command.”
“What are your thoughts?”
Lu Shaoqing was slightly taken aback. “The general means…”
Ji Fengyan turned her gaze towards Lu Shaoqing and said, “Many among the Demon Clan enjoy swallowing infants.”
Lu Shaoqing was horrified. “Is the general saying that demons took away this woman’s children? But… isn’t she… crazy? What she said…”
Ji Fengyan shook her head. “Would a crazy person clearly remember where she had lost her children? She is crazy now, but before this… how could she be crazy?” Ji Fengyan narrowed her eyes. Only a demon could carry the two children away from the inn without anyone noticing. There was no need to think of any other solution.
Ji Fengyan’s words sent a chill down Lu Shaoqing’s spine. If these two children had really been harmed by demons… that was the same as saying there were demons in Ping City.
When Song Yuan had suddenly mentioned the three armies earlier, it was not something he should have known about…
A string of suspicions added up, like gray clouds covering the horizon.
Ji Fengyan lifted her head slightly, looked at the horizon stretching to infinity, and said blandly, “I’m afraid that Ping City was never peaceful.”
After that, she lowered her head, looked at Lu Shaoqing and said, “Advisor Lu, do you have a map of the area around the Plain of Corpses?”
“I do.” Lu Shaoqing nodded and passed the map he had brought with him to Ji Fengyan.
The map marked the villages that had been attacked by the Demon Clan. These villages were scattered throughout the Plain of Corpses. At first glance, they seemed to be at random, but Ji Fengyan suddenly used her fingertip to trace the line of villages that had been attacked by demons, joining them up.
Under the light strokes of Ji Fengyan’s fingertip, the scattered red dots joined to form a strange pattern.
When Lu Shaoqing looked at Ji Fengyan’s actions, his eyes widened involuntarily.
All the villages that were attacked were scattered outside Ping City. The villages within a few li radius of Ping City had never been attacked.
Previously, Lu Shaoqing had thought that Song Yuan’s fame had made the demons afraid to attack, but now… he did not think so anymore.
“Let’s go back. There’s nothing to see here.” Ji Fengyan got up and walked outside.
Lu Shaoqing, who followed behind Ji Fengyan, felt unbearably depressed.
There were many questionable points about the peaceful-looking Ping City. But before Ji Fengyan had pointed them out, no one had noticed them.
Lu Shaoqing lifted his head and looked at Ji Fengyan’s petite figure. Right now, he was unable to treat her as an ordinary young lady.
Ji Fengyan and Lu Shaoqing had just returned to their residence, but before they rested, they heard the noise of a scuffle from the main gate. Linghe hurried over and peered into the room that Ji Fengyan was in with a peculiar expression. He gravely said,
“Miss, something has happened.”
