Ling Xiao and Ji Ning were chatting and laughing when suddenly, from a distance, the sound of a whistling arrow pierced the air.
Ji Ning's face abruptly changed as he said, "The Black Crow Empire's army has come again!"
Watching the whistling arrow explode in the sky, Ling Xiao's expression also turned serious.
Not long after the whistling arrow sounded, a messenger came to report, "General, the Black Crow Empire's army is only a three-day march away from their vanguard, and this time, the one leading the troops is the Golden Blood Relative Prince, Jiumo Zhiyan, of the Black Crow Empire!"
"Jiumo Zhiyan? Haha, has the Little Prince come to the battlefield to seek death? Who is their Tong Shuai?"
Ji Ning asked with a smile.
"The Tong Shuai is Jiumo Zhiyan himself. However, the deputy general is quite formidable; it's the Black Crow Empire's Golden Crow Great General Timmerman Muto!"