You Don’t Have a Father!

A sudden rainstorm came to Skyplume City for these two days; it was like a beaded curtain that suspended the rain throughout the skies. The rain didn't stop falling, and the Mt. Spirit Beast Mountain had no choice but to adjourn the recruitment ceremony. The temperature became rather cooling, and autumn unknowingly arrived.

Compared to the cold weather, the hearts of the people in Skyplume City were much colder. Like the members of the Jiang and the Ma Clan.

The West Garrison Army encircled the residences of the two clans. It had been two days, but the West Garrison Army didn't have any signs of activity. These black-armored troops, who were equipped with snow-white battle sabers, emitted a subtle stench of blood which made the two clans feel an indescribably unsettled feeling.